Do they ever grow up?

I got home from work and Tai Chi class today, to hear my phone ringing. It was youngest DD. She of the college dorm. Seems she is sick. Cold, sinus - hopefully not flu, but whatever, she wants mom to bring her some soup. Chicken broth in particular - bibbles would be even better.
Now Mondays are hectic, I work, have my class and then I have a Girl Scout meeting. So the earliest I could even start to drive to the college is 8:40 in the evening and it is a 40 minute drive, so this is an act of pure love! She said she had already tried the stores that are in the dorms (sure didn't have those in MY day!!!) and they only had cream soups and she wanted broth. So I finally relented and said I would bring some up after GS.
Five minutes before the end of Scouts she calls, she has found soup in one of the stores. YAY I don't have to drive up.
But the episode has me thinking. When do we stop doing things for them? Do we ever? I remember, when Eldest DD was about 3, asking my father when he stopped worrying about me all the time and his response was, "I'll let you know when it happens." I suspect the rest is true too. As long as I can do for them, I probably will do for them. The trick is when to NOT do for them, but rather to let them grow and become the people they are meant to be.

Thankful Thursday

First off, I am thankful for a cousin who got me involved in the blog world, for her wonderful writing and great sense of humor - and the plug she put in for my blog doesn't hurt either!! :D Thanks Heidi.

Second, I am so thankful that I have tomorrow off!!! YAY. I love my job, but I need the time away too. The lawn if getting wild, the house needs cleaned and vacuumed, laundry needs done and I need a rest! Don't know what will happen tomorrow, but I am thankful for it!

Third, I am very thankful that God picked the right mate for me! Every time I think of him, I am again boggled at how good God is and how very lucky I am.

Fourth, I am thankful for garbage men! I took the garbage out tonight and I have to say how glad I am that I don't have to deal with the disposal of this trash. Now lest you think I am a real wastrel, we recycle all plastic, glass, metal, cardboard, newspapers and magazines. We compost all vegetable matter. But there is a certain amount of 'stuff' that doesn't fit into any of these categories. So far kitty litter is in that realm. I understand there are 'green' methods, but I admit that I haven't made that step yet, so in the meantime I am thankful for garbage men (or women)!


Fifth, I am thankful for all those who are praying for me right now. I know that there are family members who always keep us in their prayers. And there are church family who pray for us. And I suspect there are an army of folks praying prayers that we never imagine. Remember in the opening scenes of "It's a Wonderful Life", all those prayers are being heard in heaven? Well I suspect that there are always people praying for us in ways we never know about. Someone may be praying for a new Sunday School teacher, and it's you! Or someone may be praying for a kind word or smile and you are the answer. It's you. and me. And I am thankful for all of you!
Good night!

on being alone

I think, for the first time in my life, I am living alone. No I haven't split with TT, but he is working in New Jersey (or New Joisee, as we say it!) until after Thanksgiving. He has been unemployed since Jan 4 of this year so this is a good thing, but having him gone is definitely a two-sided coin. And since they are into overtime, Monday through Thursday are 10 hour days and then 8 hours each on Friday and Saturday, and since we are 7 hours away, it means he won't be home on weekends.
On the one side of the coin is the face. And on the face of it, things are good. More money coming in means more bills getting paid.
But the flip side is that the other side of the bed is empty and there is no one with whom the share the day's news. This is sad. I miss him a lot.
But on the other side, I don't have anyone complaining about the time I spend writing and reading the the world of blog-dom!
But on the other hand there is no one to hold me and make me feel needed.
I feel a little like Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof when he goes on and on and is trying to decide what is happening with his daughters....and on the other hand.....
There is something to be said for eating what you want when you want it and leaving the dishes until there are enough to make it worth it. And I love the freedom of making stops on the way home from work without having to worry about calling anyone or causing them to worry.


But I guess I would trade it all for a good hug! especially from TT!