Wow! It sure has been awhile! Guess I was busy living life, all while there wasn't much to say. It's spring time, meaning the little one is back into sports, and my big one is learning to stay home by herself for the first time, since she is "too cool" to watch her brother's practice. State testing is right around the corner, meaning teachers and students are nervous, tired, frustrated, and frazzled. To look on the bright side, testing season also marks the almost end of a school year! It has gone incredibly quickly, and I'm ecstatic that it is almost over. To say it's been a rough year is a serious under statement; we all need the break.
Speaking of school, my big kid is about to be a middle schooler - a MIDDLE SCHOOLER, for goodness sake! Where did my little baby who liked to swing on swings, be tickled on her belly, and think I was the smartest and most beautiful thing around, go? I know she's still in there somewhere, hidden beneath the preteen from he-- okay, I'll stop there with that one.
Despite her frequent episodes of pre-teen-hood, she is still the most beautiful, kind, and caring young lady I have ever met. She is responsible, takes care of herself, and has even started taking care of her brother and me without me even asking. She has learned that life is going to be okay, no matter what happens, and makes sure to tell me that when I need to hear it. God, thank you for giving her to me to take care of for you!
Now, back to my little one, who is, apparently, not so little anymore. He will be celebrating his 8th birthday in a week! Oh my goodness! Where did my freckle-faced, big eared, toothless grinned, grubby all over, sticky uppy haired, little boy go? He, too is still in there, sweet as can be behind that all-boy facade. He is just in love with life, and gets his little heart broken so easily when things don't go his way. He's so smart, but would would rather kick or throw a ball of some sort. I asked him what he wanted for his birthday, and he said a football and soccer ball. He already has at least 3 of each in different colors, sizes, and materials. He takes one with him to school, to his dad's house, and to bed. He's growing up to be a real ladies man, I tell ya! He's got the adorable face, broad shoulders, athleticism, personality, and class clownish that all the girls love. Plus, after living with a sister for so long, he knows how girls work. God, thank you for also giving him to me to take care of for you!
The kids have adjusted fairly well to their new living arrangement, spending most their time with me, and a little time with their dad. Alex misses him horribly, but is starting to understand it's a permanent thing, so he is learning to cope with it. Skylar, being older, would prefer we be together, but is old enough to understand it won't happen, and everything will be okay despite it.
The sad news for me is that the man I love moved away. Long distance is certainly not either of our things, so it's basically over for now, probably forever. I'm happy for him, it's a good opportunity for him, and he needed the change. I'm sad for myself, but I know I will move on; apparently something different is in store for me, and I can't wait to see what it is! It's funny how God always works in ways and at times we don't expect.
I'm coming up on what would have been my 12th wedding anniversary, and the one year anniversary of me speaking the unthinkable words, "I want a divorce." I still think that is the biggest oxymoron imaginable, but don't get me started on that one again. Right now I'm thinking it will be no big deal, but we'll see how that goes. Unfortunately, that is a testing day, so I will have 4+ hours of absolute silence while I stare at students testing. That could turn out to be a very, very bad thing. Or, a very good one, we shall see. Either way, I have been told repeatedly that I look much happier. Apparently I appeared unhappy before, which I didn't realize. Go figure.
I've started working out again, which makes me feel great. That, and
changing my eating habits every so slightly has made a huge improvement,
in my mood more than my weight, and in toning what I've got. Most
importantly, I feel better, which automatically makes me look better :)
Finally, I have to thank my good friend for giving me the most vivid and accurate analogy of love and relationships I have ever heard. Wading through your own and each other's sh*t to get to the other side and be with each other. You keep going and going with a smile on your face so the other person doesn't stop and go back the other way, and when you both make it to the other side, you say, "I'm so happy to be here with you!" You don't complain about all the stuff you had to trudge through to get there. Boy, that one made me think. And laugh. It still gives me the giggles to think about it.
And that, my friends, is my last several months in a nutshell. I have a lot more time for thinking and writing these days, so I may just grace you with a few more posts than I have lately. For that, I know you are eternally grateful, but no need to thank me. Have a good night, ttyl, ttfn, and all that jazz.
No comments:
Post a Comment