Ok, Back To Normal...Sort Of.

Now that I can breathe again...I'd like to take a moment and give a special thank you to Auntie Omnibus.

She sent the boys a toy. And let me tell ya, it took the whole lot of them to get it figured out. I still haven't gotten to play with it.

Thanks, Leslie. I love ya, girl.

Reality

It's all about perception and perception is defined by so very many things that we don't even understand or have control of.

I spend a lot of time worrying out loud about my oldest son. He frustrates me sometimes, but let me tell you something.

During the whole "ordeal" or any ordeal..that kid is solid as a rock. Not only did he keep the others together by being here, he was cool enough to make them laugh, too. He's always there.

I've taken him for granted in a lot of ways over the years. And that has been wrong of me. Very wrong.

Now that my perception of things has changed, maybe his perception of things can change, and we can begin to form a cohesive unit.

I really do love him.