I sucked in many ways as a mom. I know because my daughters have pointed it out on occasion (proving karma is a b****) There are brutishly honest like their momma. I have carried this guilt for many years and it has dug away at my very soul. Recently, I lost a friend of mine. She had a beautiful spirit and died of a horrible disease that destroyed her brain.
My eldest daughter who lives two hours away called me. She was at a loss for words and just kept repeating I am sorry and I love you.
My youngest attended the funeral with me. She held my hand as I walked up to the casket and said my good-byes.
Maybe I didn’t suck so badly after all.
Running rapidly through life
I try for respite but find none
Perhaps that comatose sleep
But still I am weary
Your musical laughter
Your strong arms
Give me rest…home
Is it once a year?
Once a month?
Or every moment I get the chance?
The latter one would be best choice.
I hope I’ve shown you and not just voiced.
CHANCE OF SNOW ~ 1-3 inches….HA!
It was more like 6-8! My honey woke up late and was in a frantic panic. Big meeting this morning. So, I bundled up, grabbed a hold of the shovel and went to work shoveling the driveway.
AND WHAT TO MY WONDERING EYES SHOULD APPEAR??? THE SNOW PLOW TRUCK!
You probably all know how it goes. You shovel the driveway and then you get plowed in again behind some massive mound of snow bolders. Ugh!
So today…I WAS THE SNOW PLOW! I shoveled from the corner of the street and well past my mail box which is a mere 25 feet or so and about 4 feet out into the street .
(My driveway curves around … one opening on one street and the other side comes out on the perpendicular street). I live on the corner so they get to plow me in twice.
Then I raced to the other end and shoveled from the that side of the driveway to the end of my property which was only about 15 feet but I had to do half way out into the street. God was with me as the snow was light and fluffy. I was a two hour snow shoveling machine!
I BEAT THE SNOW PLOW AT ITS GAME…WOO HOO!
SCORE! ME: ONE ~ SNOWPLOW: ZERO
My honey’s meeting got canceled: PRICELESS =)
When death knocked at her door it wasn’t polite.
It didn’t wait for her to open the door and welcome it in.
It broke open the locks, ran up the stairs and took her.
There will be no justice for this thief, only for her.
God’s beautiful angel…so precious in his sight.