You can’t get much better than this for a December morning. Right now it’s sunny and a brisk 52° f, with the high today going up to 72°. Being that it’s such a nice morning, I thought I’d go ahead and come outside before the gnats woke up. I also went ahead and got what little laundry we had done and put it out on the clothesline. The highway is a little active for a weekend but after all this is Christmas weekend. So I assume many are taking advantage of the nice weather and heading out early.
Our plans are to meet up at our youngest daughter’s house Sunday afternoon. That gives our two girls the chance to have Christmas morning with their own families. It sounds a little funny the say, “with their own families “. But with time one family unit eventually breaks into more family units, and that’s just the way it is. I’ve grown comfortable watching our family dynamic change. I mean our kids always know we are here for them. Still I’m begrudgingly getting used to being left out of the loop when every day events occur.
Technically me and my bribe aren’t empty nesters. We still have the boys clanging to the comfort of having room, laundry, and occasional restaurant service. But they keep to themselves and have their own private business outside the home. So it’s mostly just me and Lisa, but even we have our own separate interest beyond the home. Not sure what I’m trying to get at here, other than I’m watching the passing of time. Marveling at how one generation, turns into another, and yet again into another. For being considered such a loud mouth. It’s funny now taking on the role of the secret observer, and the documenter of time.
Our plans are to meet up at our youngest daughter’s house Sunday afternoon. That gives our two girls the chance to have Christmas morning with their own families. It sounds a little funny the say, “with their own families “. But with time one family unit eventually breaks into more family units, and that’s just the way it is. I’ve grown comfortable watching our family dynamic change. I mean our kids always know we are here for them. Still I’m begrudgingly getting used to being left out of the loop when every day events occur.
Technically me and my bribe aren’t empty nesters. We still have the boys clanging to the comfort of having room, laundry, and occasional restaurant service. But they keep to themselves and have their own private business outside the home. So it’s mostly just me and Lisa, but even we have our own separate interest beyond the home. Not sure what I’m trying to get at here, other than I’m watching the passing of time. Marveling at how one generation, turns into another, and yet again into another. For being considered such a loud mouth. It’s funny now taking on the role of the secret observer, and the documenter of time.
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