I am going to take this a different way. Sitting here on the couch with back door open five feet away. The cool air drifting in, two of the pups here on the couch with me and the big boy laying on the patio enjoying the cool night. Keeping his home safe and without worry. I wanted to go off to a pity party, we all tend go to the bad sometimes. I am not thinking of smoking. Just missing the crazy activity that this house has seen. A house full of little boys, and the next day (or so it seemed) a house full of teenage boys that were always hungry. The yelling and laughter as they played the latest video games. Making pallets on the floor for those that wanted to stay the night. Making pancakes, bacon and eggs for them in the morning. They drank so much milk we should have bought a dairy cow. They may not remember but I will. I still get to see most of them, all grown up, most are married with young children of their own. There is one who still calls me Mom.
Then I realized I am not alone, you all are here with just a few clicks of a button. Is that not a miracle, a blessing that none of us have to go through this challenge alone. I am so grateful, thankful to all of you. You wait and listen for me if I struggle. You give comfort, advice, make me laugh, share your hardships and your joy. I am truly thankful for all of you.
K