After the sugar high, there’s always the low

October 16, 2012

Dear Max

I don’t write much here about our family situation, and how you winded up having two homes, and going from one setup to another.

And like a crash from a sugar high, it sucks when you’re gone. Yes, I can go to the bathroom alone, or channel surf without needing to stop at Timmy, Bob, Shaun or Mr Maker, or even have a nap, and I might relish that for about five minutes, but after that, I just miss you.

Especially on a weekend. Or after a party. Or after good time spent together. And things feel quiet and amiss, like there should be a busy body rolling trucks down the corridor, but there isn’t.

I don’t want you to ever think that I don’t long for you, nor feel your absence when you’re not here. I do deeply. But we push on slowly, and try capture every other ray of sunshine we possibly can.

xxx Mom

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