Last evening I commented to a blogger who I follow every day and it started me thinking about raising two boys. It was and still is a wonderful part of my life. There were days I wanted to scream - and maybe sometimes I did - but they never wondered if I loved them. Love, acceptance, and understanding has always been our relationship. If any parent was ever blessed, it has to be me. It was a long road but I wouldn't change a mile of the road. They are still devoted sons who ask for and listen to advice but make their own decisions. That's the way it should be.
To my blogger friend: Thank you so much for your kind response to my comment.
We had a little rain last night and this morning. It helps but it isn't as much as we need. I checked the moisture depth under our dogwood tree. It's only surface deep. I think I should quit complaining about the dry weather. I don't want to become a bore.
I finally slept last night and tried not to rouse up early this morning. Success at last! I didn't get to sleep until nearly 1am but I slept until almost 10 o'clock. I needed the rest but it ruined the day. The only productive thing I did today was help hubby pack some corals for shipment and cook dinner. I've been worthless this day. . . and I may be worthless again tomorrow. I'm retired, you know.
My best to everyone. Thanks for visiting.