I don’t do change well, party people. I miss a lot of things from time to time (that is, sometimes these things bother me, other times not so much). I was just looking at a picture of the dogs…and Blanche…and the boy back before he became Mr. Teenager 2007.
We’re coming up on a year since Gene’s mom died and I miss her so much. I wish she’d been with me Thursday. She would be so happy with him. She would have talked my ear off and annoyed the crap out of me but in hindsight, it would have really been comforting (one of the hardest parts about missing her is acknowledging how often I took her for granted).
And the Boy…are we ever going to get him back? The teenage years are so horrible but adding to it the fractured relationship b/w Gene and the Boy’s mom and Gene and the Boy, I just don’t know. What will this look like when he gets older? I can’t imagine a time where he’ll want to live with us (although that would be so great) but I just want the happy smiling kid back. This weekend should have been a The Boy weekend but we had to beg off (Gene and I had no business making a 4 hour round trip to pick him up at his mom’s) and the usual arrangement is that we have him for all of July but his mom has him for all of June. So I don’t know when we’ll see him (the arrangement says we get him for a few hours on Fathers Day). He called Thursday or Friday, which meant a lot to both of us.
The dogs are at the kennel, but I pick them up in 90 minutes. Gene and I have missed them both. I hope they’re not totally filthy and/or prone to jumping up on Gene’s lap.