here to read about it). It's his grad announcements. Well, the day has come that I need to get these off in the mail.
I love all my boys and really miss the days when they were all little and always around. Our home was so full of life and full of love. It still is, but it's quiet. I know that good things are still ahead and I need to concentrate on that and just remember the good times fondly instead of getting sad about it.
Happy, sad, happy, sad. I'm a mess. Mostly happy, but these waves of sadness hit me when I least expect it. I just want to feel even keeled again. I really think I will once it's all over. I sure hope so.
"There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace." Ecclesiastes 3:1-8