Preschool,
day 2. This day was my test to see if I could really take my kids to school by
myself. Could I get them up, fed, dressed and lunches packed and out the door
with little or no incidents? I did and I only said one bad word (out of their
listening range). I apologize for that. They quietly watched a dvd while I
drove for what seemed forever. We made it. No tears, no tantrums and plenty of
hugs and kisses. I will admit that I sat in the parking lot after for a little
while. I cried…again.
As I drove
away, I suddenly realized that I didn’t know what to do. I improvised and went
to the grocery store. When I opened the door to my home, the silence was
painful. My house is never quiet. What do I do? I did the only thing I could. I
turned the television on for sound. I do have a question though. What happened
to Regis???? Seriously, I know he retired, but who is the guy sitting next to
Kelly now? I turned the tv off. Too quiet . The only sounds I heard were the
a/c, fridge and the hermit crabs (Hermie and Princess). They are noisy when it
is quiet. Who knew?
My husband
summed me up the other day. I am just a girl who doesn’t like change who has
been asked to go through too many this past year. He knows me.
I also don’t
like to be alone. I can appreciate being alone, but it isn’t my preferred
environment. I don’t want a crowd, just a few familiar faces and voices. I have
been this way my whole life. Ironically, I moved away to college and lived by
myself. Still didn’t like it, but I had cable. Never had it until I went to
college. It was a whole new world.
I have not
been alone for four years. When the babies came, well, I just had a constant
audience. I take that back, there was one day, one very bad day that I was
alone. A friend decided to take my kids to play. I was alone in my house…for
about two hours. That was the day my mom called to give me the news. I wonder if
that is part of the reason I have been dreading this day. I have thought of her
a lot, but I haven’t been sad about her. Just sad that my babies are out “in
the world.”
Several
hours have passed and I am blessed again with the joyous noise of two children
playing, fighting, crying and laughing. I am happy. They are home and all is
right again. Day two of preschool, success. We all survived. Just a side note here, Noni, Fella and Mouse Mouse were in their backpacks. At least I know they have their security entourage with them. I love my babies.
You may have
noticed that I have taken a break from the constant asking, begging and
pleading for a dollar donation to PanCan. I needed that break. It wasn’t 100%
because I have been thinking and planning. My break is over. If you haven’t
donated, this is a great time to do it. Why? Well why not?
People are getting
diagnosed every day. People are suffering every day. People are dying from
pancreatic cancer every day. There are a lot of cancers. Many have good odds.
Pancreatic cancer does not. If you get a
diagnosis today, there is a 94% chance that you will not be here in five years.
There is a big chance that you will not be here this time next year. We need a
cure and the only way to do that is for you and everyone you know to click on the
link below and donate a dollar. Give me one good reason why you aren’t doing
that right now.
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