We've had two visits from our little ducklings since they both left us officially empty nesters...Thanksgiving and Christmas. Honestly, after the four-day Thanksgiving visit I wasn't too broken up to see them go. It was nice to see them, nice to spend time together, and nice to get back to the routine my husband and I have gotten into.
The holidays were different. We spent a week together down in Southern California. It was my evil plan. I figured that if we were down there we'd have each other completely to ourselves. We had to adjust to being around each other soooo completely, but it was a quick adjustment and then a sweet, wonderful, happy, rich, full time. In other words, we had great fun!
After out busy week we came home. My husband went back to work and the ducklings did more than hang out with mom, which was great. It was easy. We had a relaxing time just being around one another. It was like we'd never been apart.
Well, when it came time for them to go, man it was different than November, that's for sure. I was good. I didn't cry or anything, but it was like saying goodbye for the first time all over again. Gasp! Oh my achy breaky heart.
However, I've been down this road before. I dove into work around here and hung tight to the husband. It's been a week...we're still here and my heart is still in one piece; we're going to be fine.
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