I have been enjoying my home. I have been enjoying my Handsome. My MIL has been in rehab now for almost a week and gone almost ten days. I feel terrible, but I do not miss her. Our lives feel so normal. I asked Handsome, "why is it so much more comfortable around here, it isnt like his mom is really in the way or even says much? "
Handsome replied, "because this is what a normal house feels like". He is right. I dont want to like this so much. I swore I would never put any of my family members in one, and I cant put her in one if I can help. But that was 13 years ago. I had small kids then, life was different. I did not have the opportunity to be alone in my house. Now I do, and I want it dang it!
I got the call, she is coming home monday. I want to be happy, I really do. It is the right thing to do. But I can see things I could not see before, and she makes Handsome and I hold back, in conversation, physical attention. All of it.
I want to do the right thing.
I just wish the right thing wasn't so hard.
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