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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