The Best Laid Plans...

To The Man In The Moon

Dear Dad,

Well you know what they say about the best laid plans…

Yesterday Liam was an angel. He slept well and woke up each time like a little cherub. Over night he slept while I reminisced, got all misty, and blogged. It started thunder-storming around 5:30 a.m. and I just wanted to go sit in the middle of it. But being a parent means trying to keep your head on your shoulders and your feet planted firmly on the ground, so I stood in the middle of the front door, staring.

This morning came and went with everyone sleeping in. Who could resist the rain?

Mom was bone tired and her muscles sore. She is still trying to bounce back from this last round of radiation. Her butt is still extremely sore and she constantly needs her pain meds. I wonder if the pain will ever get better for her. I am going to go with her to her next appointment to try and see what the real outlook and plan is. I mean, if we are talking “end of life” treatment, we need to better at making the rest of her life enjoyable.

So needless to say, we didn’t get to go up to Smithville Lake and visit you. At least not today. Cursed Earth Day. lol

Instead it was filled with laundry, diarrhea, looking up cake and pork shoulder recipes, and watching TV.
Way to honor you.

Tomorrow is another day for more plans. We “plan” on dyeing Easter eggs with Liam, then making Deviled Eggs and German Potato Salad to take over to Dustin’s moms for Easter dinner on Sunday. It’s nice to have a family that likes to gather for holidays again. I miss how we all used to go to Grandma’s and see everyone. That’s what the holidays mean to me. Thankfully I married into a wonderful family that I know you would love.

I haven’t talked to Debbie or Mike. I thought about calling but always seem to get caught up with Liam and dinner and mom. I did send them a message yesterday, letting them know I loved them.

I am keeping up one thing I planned on doing today and that is posting my poem. I wrote it when I was sixteen so its as green as I was back then, but I can’t bring myself to change a single line. It’s everything I wanted and needed to say back then.
 
I love you and miss you more than words will ever say. I did manage to plan a Daisy and Zinnia today...maybe hope is not all lost.


Love , 
Sondra

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