I had to use my imagination a bit for the warm weather because we weren't even close to that. A front that was moving in was causing some rough seas but making the surfers quite happy. I still don't understand how they can tolerate that icy cold water, despite their wet suits.
Our dogs were just as happy as we were except when their paws met the ocean. They only did that once. They ran and played with each other and with us until each and every one of us were exhausted and called it quits.
Perfect memories captured on film and in our minds.
Later that night, we were relaxing on the couch, all of us lounging on the sectional, watching a rerun of House. Anyone familiar with the show will know that at the end it shows this:
Now, here we were, several years later and without even thinking about it, we both shouted out, "That's some bad hat, Harry" and began laughing. What's the big deal? It's a cute little thing you guys still do, why are you sharing it here? Because it got me thinking. I asked my daughter if she remembered clapping to the Friends theme song when she was little and said she did.
These, of course, are all positive things that I've left upon them. What about the crap I've instilled in their brain? The negative thoughts I implanted in there like my mom did to me?
Turns out, I did just fine with them. When I made my amends to them as part of my step work and let them know I was in a 12 step program, not only did they let me know they were proud of me, they let me know I was was being way to critical of myself and the damage I think I caused when it came to them and they felt I did a great job.
My kids fucking rock.
Next update will be on Devin, I think. Maybe.