September 14, 2025

I was talking with another mom today who really misses her life back home.  In a weird sort of way, I am having a holiday from my everyday life.  I miss the dogs.  I miss some other things but I don't miss my home life and I feel wrong.  I find happiness wherever I am.  I don't know.

The last person a teenager wants to be stuck with is their parent.  He has had enough of me.  We played ping pong (I am hoping this will be a regular thing) and I smile and laugh at silly moves and he never cracks a smile. We make sure to get plenty of time apart.


It looks so painful and uncomfortable.  The smaller toes are just sensitive skin now.  A process.


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