My new shoes did a good enough job on my foot that it's now swollen and a little infected. I guess I should've treated the sore. So this evening, I've sat on the couch with my foot in a bowl of peroxide boiling out whatever might have infected my foot.
And I'm going to sit here and talk about that so I don't have the talk about the fact that my brother is leaving.
He got a job, and there is no one of this planet who is happier for him than I am. A hundred years ago, when he left school I knew he would eventually find something that would suit him. I knew he would be fantastic at it. I guess I just didn't know it would take him ten hours away
Today, as my STBSIL tried on her wedding gown in front of us, I thought about what a blessing they are. I thought about how lucky Ohio will be to get them. And I thought about how very much I'm going to miss them.
I guess the problem with putting down roots is that sometimes the people you love the most grow wings.
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