Sugar and Salt. Sweet and Sharp. Course and White. Both, shaken from boxes bland that have separate and distinct tastes. I have no recipe for my tomorrow….When poured within my heart, shall I smile and laugh or cry to wipe tears away? Both, I’d say…
I knew this day was coming. Perhaps you’ve been wondering why I haven’t been blogging as much lately? Well, I have a very good excuse. You see, I’ve been playing with babies! My youngest son recently accepted a job promotion, requiring him to relocate to South Carolina. He’s been away from his family for most of the last few weeks. It is for the best…. In the end, he will better his own life and that of his entire family.
His father and I are so very proud of him. Not long ago I wrote of my worries and wishes for him in a post http://wp.me/p41md8-1xR. Today, his whole world and all that is in it has changed, for the better. He is a man, a husband and a loving father with three daughters, including infant twins who are now six months old.
I am the one suffering, thinking of what I will miss. The rosy cheeks with curls on heads. The giggles of laughter when words are said. Playing with new toys, feeding carrots and humming lullabies. Gazing at dreaming mouths. Look, there’s a sleeping smile once in a while! What’s that I hear? Poof…puffs of warm air with each sleeping breath. And, lashes long gently falling…falling…while cradled in the crook of my arm.
So, “Good-Bye” sweet son of mine. I shall miss you and your family too. Those babes will be kissed each and every day, silently from afar. Congratulations once again. Take care of yourself and your family too…like I know you will.
And, never forget that we are always close in heart.