Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Quiet House
As I sat at the patio table just a few minutes ago, enjoying coffee and the newspaper, something I haven't done in a while, I found myself wondering what time the kids would be waking from their naps. Then it hit me- they are gone. We turned them over to the airline industry at 11:00 this morning.
And there you have the good and the bad of it: I have free time, but they aren't here anymore.
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We have a 'wave the white hankie' tradition when family leaves to return to their home. Then we wait for the phone call saying that they arrived home safely. Sounds like mixed emotions after your fun visit.
ReplyDeleteisn't life like that...yin and yang...up and down, quiet then noisy, noisy then silence-you'll get used to it. relax, read a book, engage in your favorite hobby, write an email to the grandkids. smile you have your time and space back till the next visit.
ReplyDeleteAnd isn't is amazing just how loud all that silence can be? I hear flies buzzing, the neighbors lawnmower, the motor on the fridge... It drives me NUTS.
ReplyDeleteDid I ever mention that when I tell my husband he's driving me nuts, he says, "That isn't a drive, Caryn... it's a short putt."?
How rude, huh? ...but funny.
I'll have them on the next bus back to your house tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteCorey
I hear you loud and clear. I take care of my grandkids most weekends and work full time as well during the week. I find myself beginning to relax after they are in bed but then jump and run in the middle of the night to a bad dream. Wouldn't trade it for anything.
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