Time out from playing on the beach. Rock Band! I sang too!HAPPY at the BEACH!
Lots of old adages applied while playing at the beach: Doesnt matter how old your kids are, when they are near the feeling that you didnt know co-existed with the empty nest, is gone. I was one hundred percent this past weekend while we beached it. It was a feeling light and happy in a way I dont feel any other time of my life. When I woke up at the beach on Saturday-day 1, glorious thoughts were in charge:
1) All three of my sweethearts are on the other side of the door. I could touch each of them if I really wanted to bother them. 2) I/WE are at the beach. The sound of the ocean could fill the room if I got my lazy self out of bed and turn the door knob. 3) James' neck was painfree. I havent told him yet that he was in my highest prayer before we went to bed. Please give him one painfree day while here so he can enjoy it. I should have asked for something different because it was one painfree day, then back to everything that hurts.
But it was beach time, hanging out time, lots of nonstop togetherness and talking that was long long, long overdue. The kids are 3 peas--they all live in different towns too many miles apart and then when together, clicking like clack. It was beyond words for this old mom.
Dinner has not been served yet and I have miles to go and its almost 8:30. So more reveling manana.
To Seth, Mer and Lex, thanks for the indulgance! To James who put up with me so I could have my way; 1000 percent to be at the beach serving a middle of Oct TG dinner to may family. Photo of the patient one next time! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks big guy for James' pain free day. Amen.
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