I love having time alone. Summer is over and the kids have returned to their routine today-it's a welcome step for them to have to wake for school-this means they have a getaway from the household eggshells. Tomorrow marks 3 months without Brody.
I've longed for days where there would be no interruption in sharing Brody's story. That's for tomorrow. This morning however, was a bit of a rough one. Friends of ours lost their grown son on the weekend-seeing the mans face crumpled and wet from tears was very hard on me. He looked like a shell of a man-and I couldn't do anything for him. I got very emotional just looking through the window at him.
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