Heartfelt Thanks

Not much to write about when one spends a majority of the day sitting in a hospital room.

I have had time to reflect though.  Lots of time to reflect.

These are my thoughts:

I married a saint.  Okay, maybe not quite that level but close.  While sitting with my mom she said, "Poor Kevin having to raise those boys alone.  He's doing a good job."  I replied, "Well, I'd like to think I have something to do with it Mom."  She looks at me blankly, "Well, I'm not so sure."

Also, I have the best in-laws.  No doubter abouter.  K's sister and brother-in-law came for a weekend and played with the boys, mowed the grass and attempted to do all of the laundry.  Susan's comment, "I keep thinking I have done all of it and then I turn the corner and find another basket!!"  I KNOW.  Laundry just keeps on coming and coming and coming.....It was such a blessing to have them here.

K's parents just left yesterday after planning my meals for the next week and doing grocery shopping.  K's dad also helped clean the gutters and spread some mulch.  Yard work has been put on the back burner around here.

I am feeling a bit pulled like warm taffy.  Wanting to be in one place and needing to be in another.  This care giving is hard work. 

So a shout out to those friends and family that have gone above and beyond.  Thanks.  I can't express how much it means.

Me....version 2.0

I was working on the computer when I couldn't find my document.  "Where is it?  Ugh, this frustrates me that I can't ever find anything," I complain to my tech savvy husband.

"Oh."  He says.  "Here's the problem.  Remember a couple of years back when your desktop died and I had to create a Sally version 2?"

"Wha?" I say.  He had recreated me on the computer.  I laugh it off and say, "That's what I want to do in real life.  Throw away the old version and create a new one."

A newer sporty model. 

One that has boundless energy and enthusiasm for life's challenges and takes everything in stride.

One that can control her emotions and not cry at the grocery store when someone asks, "How are you?"

One that has all the patience in the world for her children and their little idiosyncriseese.

One that knows how to spell idiosyncrasies.

Of course, I would be a lot more expensive.  Perhaps taller.  Auburn hair. 

Watch out.  Coming soon.  To a store near you.