Today is a quiet August day.
Our life for the past year has been so busy.
This past week especially.
School started just a little over a week ago.
We weren't so great at getting ready for back to school this year.
School started when it was beginning to feel like summer was just beginning.
It has been rainy and cold here all summer, not the hot, humid summer days we are used to having.
Kate was in school three days and had her first allergic reaction. Now I worry daily while she is in school. It has been hard learning to live with her severe allergy.
This past Wednesday my husband's granny died.
It was hard news to take in.
It was even harder to be the one to tell my husband the news.
I ache for my husband, I know he was close to his granny; shared many special memories together with her. She was like a mother to him.
She will be greatly missed.
We spent most of last week traveling to be with family during this time. We came home long enough to unpack our bags and then pack again.
We said our goodbyes to her Friday at her funeral.
We came home Saturday, just long enough to start packing again. This time for military orders for my husband.
Saturday evening we went out to dinner, since we knew he was going to be away again for a little while.
Sunday he left and I spent the day at my parent's home with our kids, for my dad's 62nd birthday.
Both of my parents were sick and not feeling well.
We made dinner, my sister's and I.
Then after dinner I went to my parent's garage to pull out pictures, VHS tapes (I'm specifically looking for the video Jerome and I took of my Grandpa and his brother and them telling their story of WWII, it was a history assignment we had in school) and found slides and old video reels. We all started going through them. Dad showed me how to use the slide projector and Mom was reluctant to let me bring it all home.
The kids and I crawled into bed late last night. It was a busy day yesterday and an even busier week we had had.
Today my intentions were to get our home put back in order.
If you can imagine, we have been home long enough to unpack, do a few loads of laundry (but not get them put away) and then pack again and leave.
But today I woke up, and felt like I had been hit by a freight train.
I am completely exhausted from the past two weeks.
So I decided to do what I can, and spend the day resting.
I wanted to do something I always enjoyed doing.
And that was writing.
Writing here and keeping a journal of our life and our children's lives, so that one day they can look back and remember their days at home.
So.....I decided to rest.......and to write.
Something I have greatly missed.