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.
He looks so big sitting on this little truck. The little truck that plays the most annoying music in the house. I am a weird mom! I refuse to remove any batteries from any toy that we buy him or that he receives as a gift. They are musical and educational and he loves to dance to the songs. So I will not take that from him....but its still annoying nonetheless.... Anyway...I am so proud of how fast he learns to do everything and that he is as independent as his little self can be. He loves to listen to the 2 songs on this little truck. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and Do You Know the Muffin Man are constantly playing. He is a big boy now. He isn't my little baby bundled up anymore......

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