Brandy, my oldest child, decided to come stay with me for a couple of weeks. WOO HOO!!!! Someone, other than myself to talk to! Don't get me wrong, I'm a delightful conversationalist but I always agree with me, I know what I'm going to say next...gets very dull. I miss having someone to talk to. This is evidenced by my inability to stop talking to myself. But more than anything I miss my kids. I don't miss my house, the street I live on, the town I live in. I don't miss these things at all. At all! My kids...man do I miss them. Like crazy do I miss them. And one of them will be here soon.
When I heard Brandy pull in I immediately welled up. I ran outside and hugged her, reassuring her my tears were happy tears and that I'd stop in a minute. I gave her a few minutes to settle in before I told her the awesomely fun thing I'd signed us up for. A free trial salsa class! Her face said it all. Really, I'm not sure why I did it. The girl won't even chair dance. "Seriously, Mom? What were you thinking?" We didn't go to salsa. We ate salsa at a couple different places. It was more fun with someone else along. We don't always get along. Hello, we're Mother and Daughter. There was a fight where one of us said. "I'm going to Richmond!" Ah but it was so great having her here and I'm so sad that she's gone and I'm back to talking to myself again...
Sigh
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