Some days…
…are harder than others.
We’ve had a few tough weeks: one adult child in ICU with pneumonia, one experiencing strange (and dangerous) behavioral side effects of seizure meds, ugly (huge and surprise) tax bill, car (with 211K miles) died, and few other struggles.
Some of this got better, eventually. Daughter out of hospital, meds changed and kid back to cheerful self, taxes paid, new car purchased.
I’m not in much of a mood to write. I’ve chosen not to write about struggles my living children go through. I’m trying to respect their privacy. It’s raining and cold. Perfect day to sit and read a good book or watch a good movie.
I’m grateful for the rain. Everything is green and we need any rain we can get in north Texas.
I have all I need, just not all I want.
Folks have posted new (to me) pictures and videos of Andrew on FB this week. I love them. And I hate that he is not here to comment on them. I miss my son this week. He always had a story to tell, a hug to give, or a smile to share.
I’ll leave you a minion post. I commented, “Ron Duncan if you let me borrow a kiss, I promise to give it back. With interest.”
Ron commented: Fortunately for me, “The greatest force in the world is compounding interest.” – Albert Einstein
I love my husband!
Be blessed.
granonine
Consider yourself (((((hugged))))))) along with a peck on the cheek 🙂
kathleenduncan
Ooooo! I love hugs and pecks.
My mom used to sing, “I love you a bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck…”
granonine
I sang that song to my granddaughter every night when they lived here with us. She was three, and still loved to climb up on my lap and put her arms around my neck.
deborah ann
Hope you enjoy your rain, good book or movie! May the loving memories of your son warm your heart. I too have days like these,when I miss my son so much. So I indulge myself in a day of missing him and sit with my memories of him. It never fails that the next day seems sunnier even if there are clody skies! ~ Blessings and prayers ~
kathleenduncan
Yes. We need to let those days happen. It’s healthy to feel the feelings and cry a bit. Joy and pain seem to go together on this journey. Thank you. Prayers and blessings right back.