Ok! Here I am in the world of blog. Not that I have anything profound to say.
It has been raining here all week. At first I felt homesick. People are actually carrying umbrella's around here, which you never see. Perhaps it was that or perhaps it was Monday night when I turned the light out to go to sleep and looked up at the ceiling and broke down when I saw the stars placed on the ceiling very carefully by Carrie. I have seen them before so many times as we are sleeping in her old room as we redo the house but for some reason I couldn't handle looking at them that night and got back up. Last night I had the sweetest dream. We were in Scotland and the kids were the age they were when I took them home for Christmas one year and also my brother's wedding. The dream was so real. For a moment in time I was a caring mother again, zipping up their rain coats, splashing around in the rain puddles with our boots on. Walking around the waterworks. I really felt like I hugged my children again as they were little and it brought much comfort and I awoke with sweet memories. It's raining this morning but I don't care.
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