Nov 09 2008
Quiet house, unquiet mind
My house is too quiet this morning as only my two boys are here with me. The eighteen year old lays snoring on the futon not 15 feet from me. The sixteen year old is playing x-box in the room. The pitter-patter of my young grandson and granddaughter are gone, as they have moved out of the house a week ago with their mom.
Yes, it is much quieter here which means I can write as much as I need too. I miss my grandson trying to type on my keyboard as I do, and I even miss my granddaughter tapping my arm, and asking for a drink. My daughter would be in the room and my granddaughter would still come over and ask me for a drink. I don’t think she thought I should work so much.
I still watch my grand kids just not as much as I have in the past, which has good points and bad ones. To deal with the sadness I sometimes feel since they moved out I write as it keeps my mind busy, and I miss them less. I am sure they will be around at some point today, and I will get my share of hugs, I have too as I now need to store them up for the days they don’t visit.
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