This morning as I was leaving for work, I saw a shooting star. I couldn't help but smile and get a little misty eyed. Shooting stars hold a special meaning for me. See, right after Kevin died, one of the few images I remember from those horrible couple of days around the funeral is that of a shooting star. My roomate Maggie and I were sitting out on our balcony just talking and working through things when as I was telling her about Kev, I saw a shooting star go overhead. This may sound childish but I always imagined that it was his way of saying good bye and reminding me that he's always there for me. Ever since then, when I need it the most, I always seem to catch a shooting star in the sky. Most people make a wish, I just close my eyes and say hello and thank you.

Somehow, Kev must have known I needed to see that star this morning. My parents are at it again. Yesterday as I was on my way to work my sister called. She told me my father had entered some kind of papers into the courthouse and mom had to go in and sit down with him and lawyers and talk about reconciliation. I was more than slightly stunned by that one. Of course, being the hard headed, thin skinned and reactive person I am, I immediately hung up and called my dad. He told be a line of bs about he doesn't want a divorce, more counceling, blah, blah, blah. It's sad but I don't believe a damn word the man says anymore.

On a brighter note, Erin and Tim emailed more pictures of Addyson. He has got to be the cutest baby ever. Still doesn't make me want to have kids, but has me thinking of the possibility. Of course, you have to have a man for that to happen and since there isn't anyone knocking down my door, I don't think I have to worry about that possibility for some time. I did do something to kind of move the process along though, check out the EmodeMatch section on emode.com. Yeah, pathetic, I know but I was curious. Surprisingly enough, I did get one response. From a 20 year old. Sigh. Sounds like a nice boy but there is just too much of a difference between a 20 year old and a 26 (almost 27) year old. I know I'm definitely not the same person I was 6 years ago.

In honor of my upcoming birthday (Nov. 30), I'll leave you all with this. Hope everyone has a very happy Thanksgiving.