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In fact, my 11-year-old boy went on vacation with his grandparents, who live with us, leaving the house to Andrew and I oh-so-very silent!
The lack of sound can only be filled by the clack of my computer keys and Andrew's occasional movements about the house.
They will be gone for almost a week and a half and the very thought tortures me. Thoughts fill my mind of all the things that can go wrong.
No one can look after him like I can. No one can protect him from the boogy man like his mother can!
He calls every night (well, yes it has been only two days, but still...) and he has a smile in his voice when he tells me how cool the condo they rented is, it has a pool table, etc., etc....
He told me the waves are rough at the beach... oh! to hear that is too scary for a mom who cannot stand on the beach and keep watch.
How could I let him go and how could I not??
I pray to the Lord every night, and several times during the day. I pray to His mother, because if anyone understands my distress, it is She who bore the worst a mother could bear.
And so I wait, impatiently for them to return.
Diane
Dear Diane, oh what tortures you must be going through. I cannot imagine my son going for a day let alone a week without me! You are a brave woman. Ha ha... my son hasn't even spent a night at Grandma's yet (he's only 4). I know what you mean about the quiet though, when my son is with his dad outside but at least I know I will hear his screams of excitement at anytime. I can imagine you will be smothering the poor boy with lavish kisses upon his homecoming. :) Hang in there.
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