Last night was a classic case of Kaylee knowing when my head hit the pillow for the night. Up late taking to my Mom, finished a book and talked with my love. The good news is after she went back to sleep at almost 1am, she didn't get up again till 6:15am. Me being stubborn and not wanting to get up for the day yet, I fed her and put her back to bed. She actually went back to sleep till 8am. I was up at 7:45am when my darling daughter Julie (now I think this is because her brother didn't want to come and ask, he denies it of course) comes upstairs and wakes me up because her brother wants time on the Xbox. Let me explain this a little, the timer on the Xbox is set up to give the kids 1hr per week. This is so we can regulate the amount of time they rot their little brains playing video games. We usually give them 1hr a day. Let's just say I made it very clear that beyond today, if I was woke up for Xbox time not only would there be no time, there would be no Xbox all weekend. We also have internet restrictions since their laptops live in their rooms. They can't get online past 9pm and can't get on till 7am.
On a different note, in talking with my Mom last night I got to thinking about something. The reason we grieve so hard for family members when they pass, is they are so much a part of us. This is in experiences we've shared with the loved one, and in actual genetics. When someone creates you being a parent and a child myself, there is an unspoken bond that lasts forever. Unlike when you read of a car accident where someone you don't know dies, you think "Wow, that's awful.", but emotionally we go unchanged. When your Mom or Grandma is dying, there is nothing anyone can say for comfort. Your world feels like it's closing in on you, and ultimately the experience will change you in some way.
I default back to something I say regularly, "Time is the only thing we can't make more of". No one is given a certain amount, and no one knows how long we have. Live it up, love with no bounds, tell the ones you love that you love them, and tell them how you feel. Life is too short to let anger change how you feel about someone, because what you're angry about isn't so important that you've stopped loving them. Finally talk often, you may wake up and realize someone you really love is coming to the end of their time, and you regret not talking to them enough.
Life here continues, the baby is in her walker bouncing and making noise. Tyler is slowly rotting his brain out with Halo Wars, and honestly right now I think Julie is in the bathroom haha. The love of my life is making french toast, and the dog is looking for the cat so he can sniff her butt.
I hope everyone enjoys their Saturday, and I hope everyone finds a reason today to smile.
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