Remembering 44 years ago today…
Seriously TSA - DD brings back a homemade jar of jam from Germany in her checked bag and you break the wax seal on the jar and just toss it back into her luggage without even replaceling the lid? Really??? She’s upset about the loss of the homemade jam, I’m upset about all the ruined clothes!!!
“It’s a dumb question.”
Dear Son, asking for a new iphone the week I write a huge check for your college isn’t good timing. You’ll have to pay for a phone if you want a new one.
People with long, not-so-intuitive-how-to- pronounce names… please set up your voice mail’s personal greetings instead of letting a robot answer for you, “Extension 1234 is not available.”
It will take the guesswork out of how to address you properly without botching your name when we leave messages for you.
This is my kid’s 11th year in this school district. Sure would be nice if you could get her name right by now. Funny how the part you choose to omit when entering data, writing by hand, and speaking / mangle in the computer / loudly point out as unusual is always the Asian part.
My daughter is doing her final pack up for college. The dog is already sulking in the corner and knows something is up. I’m trying super hard not to burst into tears. The years have gone by too darn fast!
Every so often, it’d be nice to have a project on which I know what I’m doing.
I’m so tired… too tired to get ready for a vacation meant to get me over my tiredness…
It seems the concept of privilege is super difficult for you to understand as you’ve always had it. So how about I change the word to empathetic and ask you to feel that? Perhaps that will get you to understand another’s plight. But probably not. Sigh…
Do you really need to say the same thing four different ways?
And why is it that no matter what I say you respond immediately rather than letting others
weigh in. I am beginning to wonder if you are doing this on purpose.
I love having you home. I am already dreading your departure and missing you again.
To the person holding up the line at Costco today while trying to decide between regular or organic cigarettes. Thank you for my chuckle of the day. It ranks right up there with the local tattoo parlor called “High Class Tattoos.”
I am playing dumb , but also proactively planning to stop what you have planned…I know a lot more than you wish I did. You took a hit financially , but it’s time to realize that the money cannot be recovered. If you try , she will die
Watching my child struggle socially has been the hardest part of parenting for me.
The loneliness, the longing for connection, the hopefulness at the beginning of each new school year that never ends up with new friendships, it’s all so heartbreaking to stand by and watch. Knowing at this point there is absolutely nothing I can do but give advice and a shoulder to cry on. I admit to never knowing how hard it is for some people until I watched my beautiful, sweet, kind, wonderful child grow up friendless. I pray this can be the year my child can meet someone that cares.
Some of the posts on this thread are SO heartbreaking!
SO THANKFUL that D is home this month to help with the puppy!! We really can’t leave him alone for a single second, so she and I are taking shifts. And sometimes we just hang out in the living room together with him. It would be awfully lonely if I were doing this by myself. Ha, tomorrow DH will be on duty, though, because I have to take D to Boston to get her student visa for Italy. I don’t think he realizes how full his hands will be. 
Summer cold feeling really bad. Came back a second time in two weeks. Go to dr instead of ignoring. Lyme disease. Good lord I never have felt this bad in my life. You can’t really empathize until you get the same condition. Like a bad back which I always thought was an excuse not to work. Until your back goes out. Lyme is no joke. And I hope the medicine helps.
You made our group so unhappy and different today. You are ridged and ultimately I find you ridiculous.
But what I struggle with is how you change the women around you. Our group was funny and easy going and with you there – I just do not know if I want to ever return.
One would think I’d be desensitized to it already, but no. I suppose that’s the con to having a close family. It’s weird how one can simultaneously be happy and sad when our younguns fly away from the nest. I love what they’re doing, but I miss not having my conversation buddies in everyday life. Have fun buddy. You’re doing great and I’m so proud of you. I just miss you like you won’t be able to comprehend until you have such wonderful kids of your own and they grow up. “A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys…” (Credit to Puff the Magic Dragon) I loved when you played with your dragons (and beyond).