Dear Ja,
I think I set a record. I'm getting ready for Terilynne to come play on Monday for a week, so Saturday I spent the day doing laundry (so she'd have clean towels) and mopping the kitchen and bathroom floors. I felt success so I took the kids out for a movie. (Tangled: which may just be my new favorite disney movie). Coming home during bed-time routine, and within 10 minutes of eachother 2 toliets overflowed dumping gallons of you-know-what water on my pine-sol floors. I put the kids to bed first and came back to clean. How did I clean it up? Well, with my newly washed and folded towels, of course. I have today to re-do everything (yeah, Sabbath) but I was sad.
I was sad because you, my best friend, weren't there squealing and laughing with me about about it. (well maybe I'd be the only one doing the squealing). But then I was sad that I was sad as I battled my mixed emotions almost laughing outloud but having no one there to even hear me laugh. Wanting to scream out natural responses (all rated PG of course) but no one there to answer back. So I cleaned up silently. That felt out of character for me and made me sad.
I'm realizing it doesn't matter where you live but the people you're living with. It's not the days we pass through, but the people that pass through our days. Thank you for being that person.
Luv, Shan
PS: yes, I did pay the bills
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