Glad this week is winding down. Went to my girlfriend's memorial service Wednesday morning, which was sweet. I recovered enough yesterday that I could feel the kids lightening up around me. They've seen my grief, and have had their share, but to see me laughing and carrying on seemed to give them permission to be kids again. Yeah, you have to express your pain, but children (even teenagers) are unsettled when their parents are heavy into grieving. I tried to limit how much they saw me cry for that reason. But see me cry they did.
Now about to climb into the attic and dig out the winter clothes for the little ones. We have a Christmas parade to go to tomorrow, and I need to bundle up these kids. It's COLD!
Btw, hard to believe that Christmas is two weeks from today, isn't it? Am I ready? I think we all know the answer to that question! ;)
Now about to climb into the attic and dig out the winter clothes for the little ones. We have a Christmas parade to go to tomorrow, and I need to bundle up these kids. It's COLD!
Btw, hard to believe that Christmas is two weeks from today, isn't it? Am I ready? I think we all know the answer to that question! ;)
