Which I will now copy. Not because I'm unoriginal. But because she had an awesome idea.
When I first started writing my blog, I wrote about my kids. A lot. Maybe ad nauseum. They were 10 years younger (yes, I've been hanging around here for ten years) and teenagers. We were all-kinds-of-crazy between school, sports, dances and hormones and teen drama. So I had lots of great blog fodder as we navigated those waters.
Now? Not so much. They've grown and gone and are settling into lives of their own. I recently realized that from now on I'll mostly see them for "events" (like graduations, holidays, weddings and funerals), and that's if I'm lucky. But probably not for the day to day casual conversations (and arguments) that we used to have and that I used to love, teen angst and all.
This fellow has just passed his qualifying exams for the doctoral program he's been part of at the University of Georgia since 2011. He's been doing genetics research and generally making UGA smarter for a couple years and now it looks like they'll keep him for a couple more. Then maybe back to Pittsburgh for his post-doctoral work? A mother can hope.
So. I'll have a few more years of him attempting to explain his research to my feeble mind. I just nod and look like I understand, but I know he knows that it's all an act. Luckily, we are both addicted to The Walking Dead, so we have something we can talk about. And at least I can sound informed about that.
It's kind of funny how I miss different and particular things about each one of them. I miss John's noise and his teasing. I miss Colleen's quiet calm. But I still have Dave here, who is noisy and teasing and calm - like both kids all rolled into one big ball of husband. He's working part time as a floating pharmacist for a Large Chain, so while he's more or less based out of a local store, he has the option pick up an open shift and travel to other stores far and wide. Sometimes it's a great experience. Sometimes, not so much.
And as for me, I've just been promoted from Bookkeeper to Accounting Assistant, which quite honestly means absolutely nothing. .Although after the workday I had yesterday, I'd happily be demoted to Girl Who Empties the Trash Can. Simple and stress free and a job I can handle.
I'm still stitching, but not very much. Sadly, nothing picture worthy. Maybe next time?