I am having a very emotional day here. First I am tired. Second I haven't had a carbohydrate for 5 days. Third my pal B (of the colon cancer scare from last fall) had another surgery today to remove a spot on her ovary which turned out to be benign. Yay! But I have been worrying all day. Now I am worried about her recovery from the surgery. She'll be great, I just worry she'll do much because she doesn't want to ask for help.
And like I said I am tired, so I am doing what always do when I am tired, I cry. I just well up at anything. It is pitiful. This morning a friend who has really short kids, unlike me who has gargantuan kids, was telling me the tale of how her boys got picked on in school for being short. She said the other kids call them names like "midget" and one has even been on the receiving end of some physical abuse. I was devastated to hear this. It makes me question all of humanity. I just wanted to cry. Okay, I cried a little. Then the mom said that when she was volunteering at the school's field day this year a big kid was bothering her little kid and Evan, seeing what was going on, walked over to her kid and stood between him and the bully unitl the bully walked away. I cried. I am so in love with Evan at this very moment. That is just the kind of kid I always dreamed of having.
This afternoon I was in the elementary school with Matt when we were spotted by Matt's old kindergarten teacher. She is unhappily leaving the school because they don't want to give her a kindergarten class next year. She told me that one of her fondest memories of her days at the school was when Matt made a bead necklace and gave it to her saying "A beautiful teacher deserves a beautiful necklace." You know, Matt is still that same guy just taller, and with a deeper voice. I am so proud to be the mother of such sweet and caring boys. I'm crying.
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