Well, I did my "homework" and spent the day and most of the night alone.

It wasn't too bad. After W picked up the kids (got that hug and kiss, despite OM being able to see us), I picked up a book that the library had on hold for me, and spent some time reading. As soon as it became dinner time, I grilled a couple of boneless pork chops and yellow squash. The kids wouldn't eat 'em, I love 'em, so I decided to indulge myself.

Watched some preseason football, read, cleaned up the pockets of entropy that my beloved offspring left for me.

Next thing you know, it was time to hit the hay. Did my litany of prayers ("Hedge" and some of the others folks have posted here) and fell asleep.

I would obviously MUCH prefer to have W and kids in the house with me, or be out with friends, but it was nice to realize that I wouldn't freak out if I was home alone all night.

Felt compelled to go to church this morning, and dontcha know that the Gospel reading from Matthew mentioned the Canaanite woman pestering Jesus for her daughter's healing and getting it as a reward for her persistence and faith in Him. Persistence and faith. A message I needed to hear to start off my week.


Me: 47
Kids: 2 boys, 14 & 8
Bomb: 5/5/08
Married: 16 years, together 20
Divorce final 8/11/10
I remarried, to an amazing woman: 3/17/12...
"Once in awhile, in an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale"