The morning was uneventful. Eli cryed, he didn't want to go to school. He wanted to stay home with his rabbits although he never actually came out and told me that. He doesn't let emotion show unless its anger. Missing a rabbit is NEVER anything he's say out loud. He keeps such a tough outer shell. It's his defence mechanism. Pretend not to care. I'd like to blame this particular detail of him on his medical diagnosis but unfortunately he gets this from me.
I always said I'd never show my fears to my children because I didn't want my fears to become theirs. I think I have done well thus far. With exception of this one tiny thing. Be careful of people. And don't get too close.
Peyton seemed in good humar this morning. Then again, he always does and I still get calls about his behaviour. Whats going on with him? I wish I could read his mind because he wont talk to me.
Zackary pretended to be asleep while I was dressing him. He's the hardest to get up and on the bus. His bus doesn't come until a little after 8. He's in Pre-K. He can go 5 days a week if I wanted him too, but normally I only send him 3. I want just a little more time with him before he HAS to go 5 days a week in August.
Evyn is still snoozing.
It's quite in here. The only thing I hear is the washer, dryer and dishwasher.
Danny left last night. I can't remember where he said he had to go. Not because I wasn't listening or interested. But, because he has drove a truck so long and told me so many places and apts. hes had to to meet in so many cities all over the U.S. that I get confused about where and what I heard last. being a truckers wife is tough and I haven't done it well, but I'd like to think I'm getting better.
I have been looking through old photo albums for ideas. I love telling stories. Especially ones that explain why "I am who I am." When we were kids we took any situation and made it fun. Not just tolerable, which most of us do now.......but truly fun!
It's been rainy for days and days here and it doesn't look like its going to stop anytime soon. Everyone has problems and gets down. I have some friends that can't seem to find their smile lately. We just have to find a way to survive a little rain.This is life. This is not a a rehursal.When it rains, just remember what you done as a kid. Make a way to play in the puddles.
Now I want to know what you wrote first! lol I love the pictures you post. I wish I had more of my childhood.
ReplyDeleteIt seems like being a trucker's wife isn't much different from being an army wife. Both single moms a lot, both not really knowing where our husbands are a lot of the time. I never thought of it that way before. I can't imagine it's any easier than what we're doing either, and no one ever tells YOU thanks. I will though...Without your husband, our country wouldn't work as smoothly! So, thank you!!!
Thank you Stacy. At least I have weekends, you didnt. That makes you touger!
ReplyDeleteI love love love a picture. They truly are worth a thousand words.
I have told you before that I had grade school pictures of Jay. of course they are just simple year book pictires but Id love to scan them for you. didnt you mention something about a fire and how there were no pictures of him? Shoot me your email darlin and I will make your day!