He, Cearra, and Trevor stayed with me Thursday and Friday night and we had quiet family time. Those days are few and far between these days so I enjoy them when I can. When I had those boys I had no idea what was in front of me. The type of person I am, the worry I feel can be overwhelming. You never ever consider when you have those sweet babies that they are going to have to face their own demons, and you will be right there beside them - facing your own demons.... but this weekend was a good weekend with my boys. One that can sustain me for a while...
I continue to search for a "life" for myself as my boys move on with their own lives... I went to my friend Sandy and James' house for dinner Saturday night. They've been my close friends for around thirty five years now... We had dinner, a walk to the park, and wine on the patio. What a beautiful night...
Today I went to church, came home and worked in my flower bed (with the butterflies all around me), and then dinner in Burleson with my friends Donna (another best friend for nearly 35 years now) and Paul.
Isn't it amazing how when others walk away, it's the family of your heart, those that you chose & that chose you, that's always there no matter what?
I thought it was going to be a bad weekend... I had bad moments Friday... Sometimes, it's more than I can stand and I don't know how I'm going to make it to the next day... but I always do... I always make it to tomorrow. All in all it was a good weekend. I think I'm going to be okay.
But I brushed my teeth anyway.
I got dressed through the mess and put a smile on my face.
I got a little bit stronger.