Dear Friends,
I have been thinking of you. Yes, YOU. And you.
Let's take you, for instance. Do you know how many times I have thought of calling you lately? I look at the clock, do the math, and curse the time zones. I can't risk waking you, and I don't call ANYONE with little kids at 7 p.m. because I know what that hour is like. But I've been missing you lots and wanting to hear how you are.
And you... you would think living in the same city would mean we would see each other once in a while, but I look at your fb page to find out what's going on in your life. As much as I've thought of making a plan with you, I've honestly felt exhausted each time I imagined trying to keep my kids in line during a visit, and what I've just admitted makes me sad, too... am I a terrible mom?
And you... I LOVE your blog. I have starred recent posts and left myself reminders to leave you comments, but now that I do most of my reading on my phone, comments are so much harder to leave, and I just started my year of coursework... terrible excuses, and I just hope you forgive me, friend. Your blog is moving and powerful and I thank you for writing it.
And you -- I owe you a thank you card! Oh, I wrote it! I just can't for the life of me come up with postage. Soon.... thank you so much.
And you -- have I told you how happy I am for you and your big news? I really am.
And you, friend, who have been through so many trials lately. I sent you a huge energy thought the other day. Actually, I even enlisted J's help. We were driving, and we both concentrated on you, sent you some good joyful thoughts. Did you feel it?
Friends, don't hate me for thinking of you via a blog. Don't hate me period. I am pretty tapped out right now, but I'm hoping by late June to seem kind of human again.
I love ya; thanks for being a friend.
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Two kids, two full time careers - lots of people do it gracefully, but for me it's a challenge, particularly as I struggle with my boy, the rooster, and his "constellation" of health and developmental issues. Medicine so far fails to cure what ails us, so I'm trying a self-prescribed intensive dose of blogging to see if that does the trick.
7 comments:
Your last sentence made me think of The Golden Girls. And then I thought of how fun it would be to live together, all of us girls, someday. So thanks for the smile. Know you are tired and frazzled and fried, but know that I am sending you the warmest thoughts I can...
Please. You have two small kids, work, a special needs child, a good blog, and are embarking on a certification program. Your "real" friends will get it. What you're tackling is amazing, they will be there!
YOU! I love that ou even took the time to write this. We all go through those periods where we just.can't.do.it. No one's judging; if they are, shame on them!
Sending you love and energizing thoughts. xo
It is okay Gayle. I think that it is all part of being a mom. You never have to worry about "keeping anyone inline" when we spend time together. I hope that you will feel better once school is over :)
You!
love, love, love, love, love, love, love!
Amen to all of this! Take your time and care of what needs to be cared for first. The rest of it will be there...Promise :)
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