OK. I'll calm down now. How lucky are you that you have one?!? That is amazing. I have this dream of pulling up in front of my house with a nicely done Impala - classic body/style, but rebuilt engine - V8, for sure. Stick shift, even sweeter. My baby needs to growl.
My twins will come running outside, and will be so excited, asking if they can drive it. H will stand in the doorway with tears running down his face, because it's mine! ALL MINE! mwuah ha ha ha ha
I needed that little moment. Thank you boys! I stopped in, D, to see how your day went. I pasted a fake smile on my face all day and did what I needed to do - but I was missing H every minute (old H) - the space where H used to be feels so huge now that it's empty.
After everyone left, I went to my room and bawled for a good hour. No one knew, though. Kids all had a great time,I scored getting them gifts (I've been buying gifts for them a long time now!), games were played, fun was had, and yet....there I was, so sad on the inside. I missed H so badly it still hurts. Even knowing he's been contaminated by OW. I just want him to wake up and come home. That has been my prayer for months.
Maybe he's not listening to God? I can only do my end. Cry here at the website and be kind to H when I see him.
So, little brother? When shall we pick ourselves back up again? Today? Tomorrow? No more than 2 days, because we might start liking it!
