Thought it’s time to write something really clever and sensational on here, but I can’t think of anything! All I know is lately I feel a little overwhelmed with everything, you just have no clue what goes on in my head! I know it sounds pretty selfish saying I’m overwhelmed when I’ve got a nephew fighting a brain tumor and a mother who’s still not sure what her disease is all about because she hasn’t yet been diagnosed…but the pain is real, and they are really being brave about it all! I guess the feeling is more helplessness than anything. I wish there was something I could do to make it better, but that’s just it, I can’t.
Just having one of those days. One of those days where everything just seems too much…like helping my son fill out application forms for schools, with the resume, looking for appropriate schools he can apply to and not forgetting my promise that I would only speak English to him, although he may understand just a part of what I’m saying. When we first came here I thought speaking German was most important, because after all, he has to go to school here, but now that English is one of his major grades I’ve decided to solely speak English to him. Then there’s the job, the housework and all that other good stuff. Where is the time to do all those things I’ve dreamed of doing. Will I really be able to do those things when I have time and I’m 67? I should be happy then if I’m still alive and my bones still carry me where I need to go!
I’m not complaining….just having minor pity party, nothing that a hot cup of chocolate and an issue of country living can’t cure!
To make myself feel better I thought I’d post some pics of more innocent times when I was in Texas on Hostetler Island. I know these pics will put a smile on my sis’s face also. The time there was not always easy (no not really) but it was more innocent in a way and I loved the weather! Here goes…
What’s more enjoyable than being able to sell something you made right out of your front yard?
I still envy the lucky couple who bought the swing set my dad made.
Just hanging around and enjoying some quiet time after a hard day smoking (that’s Texan for cooking) and selling barbecue.
See, I feel better already!