This week has been a long one. One of our former students committed suicide this week. He graduated last year. In many ways, it is almost like it didn't happen since there is almost nothing being said about it. I don't know if this is because he graduated last year or because he committed suicide. The administration has given us a list of students to watch out for who were his friends. His family has kept quiet about it, though they are having a wake and funeral for him, both of which the public is invited to. (I know that is not proper English.) Hopefully I can get my own thoughts and feelings straightened out quickly.

DS is being stubborn about finishing his school work and wants to see M. tonight for 1 1/2 hours. I have decided I will leave him there by himself so he may talk to her more than he shares with me. Something I don't like but will give in to anyway. I am jealous of the fact that he will share with her, but not me, but I am glad he will share with someone.

We had a good weekend, the weather was fantastic until Sunday when it rained, but that seemed almost fitting for the occasion. Even though I knew some of the people in the Colonial Army, it was still intimidating to be in between two lines of people knowing that your side was surrendering. DS seemed to have a good time, so I think it was good that we brought him, even though he now has work to make up.

The weather outside is great today, at least it looks great-it is cold out there. I think this may actually be the killing frost for my roses. They have withstood the weather so far because they are close to the house, but if not today, then definitely by the end of the weekend.