Shoot, by Sunday you’ll already have forgotten his name. Don’t sweat it!
I know it’s trite, but without the real pain, we wouldn’t truly appreciate the real pleasure. You’ll be fine.
And I’m back. Just shot off a note to the lad to let him know I got home safely. He was concerned since my car decided to start making horrible noises about halfway there. I have a feeling the news is not going to be wonderful on Monday morning. But anyway, I made it safely.
He was a little conflicted about leaving home this morning. More so than in August. But when we arrived at school and he saw a few of his friends, he perked right up and I knew it was time to leave.
Naturally, I cried. As I explained to him...this is a Mom thing and I’d be fine after the first 20 miles. And I was. With the help of some talk radio with a wingnut spouting such nonsense that I pounded the steering wheel and howled at the radio. Took my mind off things very nicely.
So. Home. I’m fine. And wired after several cups of coffee on the road tonight. Terry was a good girl and Abbie gave me one of those, “Oh, you were gone?” looks. Things are back to normal, I guess.
glad you had a safe journey down and back. And then a day (today) to just chill and contemplate well, whatever you want. And then tomorrow, back to the day to day. Good luck with your car. It is always something, huh? The fun just never ends!!
GO PATS!!
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Give him a big hug from me! I can’t believe I didn’t make it over
I have faith that you will hold together ok. But give yourself some time if you are feeling a little blue. I am sure its normal to be each time he goes back. Have a safe trip!