My sweet, darling angel baby boy, TallBoy, has left me again. And you know what? It really freaking hurt this time. Like an ache.
He went back to school …five hours away! He was here for a lovely, loooong break for Christmas and it was so delightfully nice to have him around again. Even if we didn’t hang out all that much (I’ve been sick, taking care of sick dog, and he had a busy social schedule) it was just nice knowing he was around. Things felt right again.
I remember I was so not ready to give him up when it came time for kindergarten. I felt almost “mad” at society for demanding I “give up” my child for three hours a day. ha! I’m a super goob, I know. You don’t have to tell me. Look – I live inside this head. You think it’s crazy from out there? Ha!
So yeah, I cried this morning when he drove off. Like I said, though, I’ve been sick, our Puppy’s been sick, and so I’m just kind of worn down. Also, when he left in August he went to school early for band camp. So it was sort of a trick to my psyche – he wasn’t leaving for school, he was leaving for band camp. And no one else was starting school. So I think my brain was a little tricked.
Walton’s Roberson’s Mountain
I really would love to just be the Walton’s. I can’t stand living away from my folks and now to think, I quite possibly will have to do the same with my kids makes me ill. Roberson’s Mountain. Sounds good. Sounds really good.
When any of the chillrens get hitched, we just build a bigger dining room table. Hell, Mark’s a carpenter. Right? Am I right?
And you know what else? I wouldn’t mind driving around one of those old cars either! And the horn. Oh man, that horn.
Hey guess what! When one of our local gas stations changed owners, there were lots of changes – some pretty good ones, too. But the new sound behind the clerk’s counter when a vehicle pulls up to a pump? Yep! The sound of the Walton’s horn!!! Every time I hear it, I’m just taken back to my childhood, watching the Walton’s and wishing I could have their life.
And now with my offspring starting to stray from the nest, I’m wishing that all over again.
P.S. Arrgghh! Just as I was finishing up this post, I took Puppy out front to go potty. And there was the empty curb …Patrick’s truck sorely missing! I miss my baby!!
P.P.S. Speaking of Puppy, I know I need to do a new Puppy update. I will soon. I promise.