Today I found myself at the Rail Road tracks. The same tracks my dad would make it a point to drive by in hopes we would get stopped by a train. The same tracks i had pictures taken on after my divorce. And today I was there with a dear friend. We laughed.We cried. And as she takes on this new long and scary road in life I am reminded that the tracks take the old and the new. You can walk it in hopes it will take you to new places. You can hop a train in hopes it could take you back to where it was all comfortable once before. I look at the place. The place where i had so many memories flood me today. And I made it a point after taking her pictures so sit and get stopped by a train. So i could sit and finish crying with her in silence and have some tears of my own. And finish laughing at what her and I thought was funny and then had some laughs of my own. Then I just finished sitting there in a much needed silence. I needed to clear my head. I needed to sit and listen to the loud train rush by and realize that was the silence I have needed for so long. It was the perfect Sunday.
Since he could talk he has had a certain Independence about him. "I do it". I loved it when his little voice would say those words. Even though he sometimes had no clue what he was doing. Or he wanted to lend a helping hand with me, I have always admired that he was a hands on learner . Now that he is 4 he really doesn't need much help getting dressed. I still stay present just in case he needs my help. "I do it all by myself" are the words he says now. It makes me a little sad that he doesn't need me for everything now. "I'm hungry" are words I hear alot from him. So I tell him find something to eat and I will help you make it. I let him put the snack ideas together. He can open the fridge. He can open the pantry. So he can grab whatever his little heart desires. Here he is with minimal help from me making a peanut butter sandwich. "Watch me mom" are the words I hear when he does something a...
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