I was at the old house yesterday cleaning carpets and windows. WHile I was in the boys old bedroom, vacuuming the closet I found some writing on the wall done in crayon and obviously by a child. I don't know. It pulled at my heart strings. Some of the time I can't believe they are all grown and gone.....and that their childhood home will be gone too :O) And some of the time I miss that part of my life. Some of the time I wish I could do it all over again....and I'd try to be an even better mom. I hope I was good enough...really I do.
I hope they know how much I love and hope for them.
We have a time capsule under the driveway at the old house. I think I put everything in a Stanley or Coleman thermos. I guess that if or when the new owners to be ever replace the driveway they will set the capsule aside for us! I'm not even sure if daughter was born yet when we buried the time capsule.
Today we go to the surgical center where boyfriend will have part of his thumb amputated. The bone in the thumb is infected.
It sucks..
I can't imagine.
I hope they know how much I love and hope for them.
We have a time capsule under the driveway at the old house. I think I put everything in a Stanley or Coleman thermos. I guess that if or when the new owners to be ever replace the driveway they will set the capsule aside for us! I'm not even sure if daughter was born yet when we buried the time capsule.
Today we go to the surgical center where boyfriend will have part of his thumb amputated. The bone in the thumb is infected.
It sucks..
I can't imagine.
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