Sitting here at work. Trying to get organized. It is not an organized day for my work table. Very unusual for me. I hope the disorganization from home hasn't come into my work. Tonight is back to school. And I probally will cry one or two tears. I hate going to that school all by myself. I hate being a single mother. It just isn't me. But somehow God thinks it is me. The school just gives so many memories, My husband went there. I went there and now our son goes there. My son has teachers that are my teachers. And one teacher this year was friends with my husband in high school. So I guess when we meet tonight it will be weird. One thing about our children, they don't realize that school days are sometimes the best days.
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you are so right
That is the truth.. when life was easier.. HUGS