Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Monday, September 4, 2023

It's been 6 years

6 Years since my last post.  I remember a time, not so long ago, that my laptop was the thing I kept closest.  Always on it, trying to connect, share my messy life, vent, whatever I needed to "get out".  Drinking wine while getting the never ending thoughts out of my head, hoping they would quiet.  Sometimes it worked.  Sometimes it didn't.  

The last 7 years have been some of the most challenging and some of the absolute best, all at the same time.  Those 11 and 13 year old babies I last posted about are 17 and 20 now.

  Time goes that fast. 

 I found a partner who may not be perfect (who is?), but is exactly what I needed.  He is perfect FOR me.

I no longer look for my laptop to pour all my feelings out to.  I have a person who is a damn good listener and bright young adults whose banter and minds fascinate me.  I have it all, within our 4 walls.  

That's not going to be the case forever.  I can feel it slipping.  It'll be time for them to leave soon. I know that's how it works. That doesn't make me more ready.

They are almost ready to fly.  I'm going to focus on getting them there with all I have.

Mome no longer needs wine.  

It's been a blast

Thanks for listening.