Note to self.... again… proof read before hitting “send”.... Doh! You know what I mean, though, I hope
Glad he is home and safely on the sofa!
And today, today it just might be warm enough for me to dare open the windows lol. I did for a few minutes yesterday, just to get that fresh air smell in the house! But boy, was I a sneezing!
Thanks, dk. I enjoy it, though. Just like your Mom did.
As he and I have discussed many times before, we got the luck of the draw. I tell him that he’s made being a mom really easy and a lot of fun. I don’t doubt for a moment that he appreciates all the laundry doing and whatnot. He lets me know and tells me that, with a slightly widened exposure to people and parental relationships, that we have a pretty special one. Kind of non-traditional in a lot of ways, but one that he hopes he can emulate with his own kids someday. And I think that’s a big thank you, right there. He’s a good kid.
J, he feels a lot better today and the trip to the doctor confirmed that he’s just recovering from a horrid cold on top of remnants of the flu. They gave him a nebulizer to keep his airways open so he can breathe and clear his respiratory pipes out.
As for the rest of the doctor’s appointment, that gets a post all of its own.
My windows and doors are wide open again today and it feels so good. It’s 67° out!! Enjoy it while it lasts. Gonna get cold again in a day or two. Sigh....
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Gosh, it’s funny. I’m single, with no children, so I draw on my own experiences. We’re probably about the same age, but I relate to the lad, since I never had children. I remember visiting home from college, with a duffle bag full of clothes, which my mother immediately took posession of, and when I’d leave, the clothes were all washed and folded and ready to go… with a prefunctory thanks, I’d head back to school. Fortunately, I know see it all clearly, and have made that so clear to my mother --- although decades later. I’m sure you son will too, some day, put the pieces of the puzzle together and thank you properly for the genuine and generous efforts, but often they’re lost on 20-somethings. I know I’m rambling, but I see you, as a contemporary, doing all the right things that will some day be appreciated; and like my mother, you seem to know that it’s ok for now… You’re happy to do it, and you’ll get your appropriate “thanks” perhaps twenty years from now.... but you will get it, and you have the wisdom to understand the correct perspective of that incoherent continuum. He’s a lucky boy…