So I decided to change things up on my blog. To make it what it has already become... a one way communication with you.
Do you remember Bruce Almighty when he thinks he can do God's job and then logs in to check the prayer requests. That's what I wish was true. Like we had an email system, a way to chat back and forth. That would be so nice.
There are so many little questions to ask you. Dad was cleaning out a couple weeks ago, and, of course, I came home with boxes of stuff. And as I am looking through things, I realize that I have no background story to so many things you saved. And since my grandmother is gone, too, there will never be answers to so many questions. There's this red elf doll you saved, and I remember seeing it all through the years, but I have no idea where it came from or what its meaning is. I most likely asked you at some point or another, but I can't recall it. The memory is so frustrating. I want to remember certain things but can't. Want to forget others but can't seem to push them out of my mind.
The kids and I have settled back into the school routine. Homework is still no fun. But luckily, David is doing so much better and keeping up with things independently. Madalyn is as dramatic as ever about all things. In fact, I have to make her sit down tonight and work on some homework and begin studying for a test on Friday, and I'm not looking forward to it. Not at all.
I'm trying to make myself do some little things around the house I just kept putting off. We found this long piece of slate when we were out riding one day and brought it home. So I've started painting it, making it into a sign for outside. I need to finish it up before this weekend. Scott is off, and football begins, so hopefully we will have a good time. Fall is just around the corner, though it's hotter now than it has been all summer. But the leaves are beginning to rustle and brown a bit. Another fall without you. Hard to believe.