Sometimes I cry

I don't know why it starts, something I read, or a sight, or just a feeling, but sometimes when I don't expect it, I cry. I miss my son terribly, I write his name not knowing I'm going to and I cry. Most of the time it's short, and early in the morning, I shed a few tears, feeling the hurt overwhelming me, then I wipe, and go on. 

The amount and severity changes as time passes, but sometimes I Cry. 

Today was one of those days, I woke feeling fine, yet a picture, and a reading from Rudyard Kipling posted got me. When I started reading I was thinking of my grandson, who just got his first car, then as I read on I changed to thinking of Chris. 

Time goes on, and I like many move forward, still, I cry every once in a while.

When I think of his son, and a life not realized when I expected it to be. 

I try not to be held up by it, yet every once in awhile I Cry. 

I'm not looking for sympathy here, I'm just saying how I am, to me and you. We all go through something that pulls at us during our life, yet this one carries on longest for me. I'm sure in time it'll change, get easier, but I believe every once in a while, I'll cry. 

Since Lyn arrived here to stay with us we have been busy, a celebration here, a BBQ there, pool time, birthday, just busy. No time to write as I enjoy. This morning I woke earlier, so made some time for it. 

Pollys up now, 730am, all's well. She's good at letting me leak out a few tears without asking, let's me feel without questioning. Polly makes Lyns bed in the living room, as Lyn left to be in bed with Polly when I got up, 😴 she's needs her sleep. I hear Lyn up now too, and the day starts again, I snicker to myself. They are talking the bachelor, the latest in him, and her! I snicker again 😆

I have a few projects I'm working on right now, almost getting a workshop here, I'm thinking I really like that more than playing games like bochi or many other things people seem to like doing here. I got a couple signs to make, and a bench I'm building just because I wanted to. 

Today we were planning going to Algodones, not sure we will though. Wednesday later is a possibility too. Lineups outta Mexico are long middle the day. So I messaged Pat, said maybe tomorrow be better.  

Penny is giving a good morning now, nice to see here regularly on messenger. I do like that way of communicating, as we can reply as we have time. Messenger went down,  so has Facebook now,  not sure what's going on, but something changed. 

Life goes on, I had a nice visit yesterday on my way to get water with Colton and Ciara, he was busting the broccoli 🥦 in pieces with his mom filling the pot up for dinner. Was a really nice, unexpected visit. I told him what I was doing, and showed him around, but next time I'm going to listen to him a little better, he wanted to show me his helping with the broccoli, and talk about Easter bunny 🐰 coming. He was so cute as he talked about the chocolate eggs 🥚, mmm. 

I'll finish my projects here before we leave, soon packing up will happen, just like the neighbors, they head back to Alberta tomorrow. We be awhile yet, but I'm already starting to plan our route. Looking forward to the trip north, as well as seeing friends and family on Vancouver Island as we take on our island ways. Comfortable is how it feels when we get back, yep Comfortable.  

The days begun now, I'll spray the lacquer on the sign, continue on the bench, and fit the drawers underneath the sink for Polly.  

Yep, life goes on, sure do love ❤️ our life, even with a cry once in awhile.