Tuesday, April 14, 2009
It's going to be a tough week....
We had a great tiem together as a family camping, which is what we'd hoped for. Molly was a little more quiet than the rest. She had fun riding her bike, hanging out with friends, but she was still quiet nonetheless. I could see in her eyes and she curled up on her camp chair snuggled in her favorite blankie, which coincidently she stole from me, but that's an entirely different story. As she sat quietly her eyes followed her Daddy all around camp and I flashed back to Oregon. I'd seen that look before. It was the days leading up to Dad going out of town for work. Molly is Daddy's girl in every possible way. To see him leave for any length of time is heartbreaking to her...and to me watching it.
Don and I feel the calmness in our hearts and feel a peace in the decision we made to send him down there. We know it will be a tough time, but is necessary nonetheless. He worries about how we are going to move our things down to Texas. I calmly explain that if I had to I could actually drive the three days with the kids and all would be well. He shakes his head knowing full well it is incredibly true. We'll hold on to that calmness.
As for me, I have quite the agenda to keep me busy. I've got the kids to keep me on my toes. I've got to close down the business, prepare for the garage sale on Saturday, plan the menu and food purchases for Girl's Camp, grocery shop, attend to my calling, and somehow make everything balance in place. We'll see how good a juggler I am.