With all the things going on in Anson's life, I'd been wondering how he was handling it all. I finally got a chance to stop by church this past Sunday (granted, after service was already finished) and just managed to catch everyone as they were going out to eat lunch.

I didn't get to talk to him at lunch, and I didn't really get to talk to him after lunch when we went to Red Mango for froyo, either.

Myung sees him much more often than I do, and when I asked him about it a while back, he just said, "He has good days and bad days." It's a strange combination of sort of being single again and yet still having parental responsibilities. On certain days, he'll play basketball in the middle of the night, and on other days, he'll need to go pick up the kids, like he's always done. And I'm not even mentioning the emotional ups-and-downs. But it should get better, I hope. Time heals all wounds, right?

After Red Mango, we randomly decided to go to a karaoke place in the middle of the afternoon. We convinced Anson to go even though he said the only pop songs he knew were the ones that Kara liked. And as I sat and listened to him sing like Bieber and rap like Ludacris, I couldn't help but think, how bittersweet.

Baby, baby, baby, oh, I thought you'd always be mine...