Came home from work today and its silent. No kids. No yelling. No arguing. I miss it. I miss my girls. Tani, the oldest, she almost started crying. Sayin she didn't wanna leave Arkansas. She wanted to stay with me. I told her I was going to Chicago. And she said she'd go with me there. Poor Kid. I'm gonna miss her the most. Don't get me wrong, I love Gracia and Rosalie too, but Tani has got a special place in my heart.
Fixin to dye my hair. Wish me luck!
I'll post pics, but I don't know if I want to with this big ole sore on my lip from that damn bite. Still hurts.
“...So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little.”--Stephen King
4-30-11 = Best Day of My Life
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