What a day, between the pain in my back. My son and his future wife and the bouncing back and forth on getting marry this year or wait a year. A's parents have been a pain about all of this and I am tired of it. Just let the kids make up their own mind. I still haven't heard from the DR and now I am just shanking my head and whiching this would be over with, the surgery, the wedding and everything else. I am tired of crying and wondering if the phone ring what going to happen now.
If nothing else this blog gives me the time to write how I feel and this wedding has brought up a little bit of bad memories that I have stuff down so far down that I didn't know I still had.
We only have one son and we adopted him 24 years ago, it's been tough years but we have never gave up on him, through rough times and I mean rough times, I know for a fact there was time he didn't have any food in his place, but he grew from all of that. He is 32 years old and working as an assistance manger at Denny's and trying raise his stepdaughter, who is 18 months old and his girlfriend starting a new business and he is doing great under all the pressure. And I am sorry I haven't been nice about this wedding, but we will survive this too. It would be easier with this if my husband was here, but he is coming home on Sunday which I will be glad.
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