My son texted me from Mexico a little while ago. Nothing wrong, nothing special going on … just a check-in hi and “I love you, mom” text. I don’t even wonder if he is feeling guilty about something anymore.
My daughter called out of the blue tonight, just to gab. Nothing tragic or major going on in her world. She and A just moved into a duplex on the other side of town and now have a yard for their little dog. The budget is perking and savings are building and she was thrilled to have sold some excess stuff on FB garage sales and craigslist. She also just finished her 3 month probation at a new job and received a nice raise, all of which will go to the downpayment fund. She also gets to stay on days for now (24 hour vet hospital). Apparently the shift differential puts graveyard in higher demand.
Our young friend proclaimed herself well enough to return home to her own space and bed. In truth I think she misses the chaos with her roommates … our place is probably way too quiet. I am trying to remember if I was as “bounced back” as she is within a few days after the birth of my first child.
M went off to see a friend off on a running adventure trip, so I have the house to myself. Much as I love and adore my husband and family, both biologic and informally adopted, I deeply appreciate any and all time at home alone.
The laundry is done, the dishwasher running, I had pizza for dinner and am now relaxing and catching up on my for fun reading. Life feels rich and luxurious this evening.