I need to start

I need to stop. Actually, I need to start. Stop procrastinating. Start writing. Its been a good long time since I've been here and woof. SO MUCH has happened. Let's start with I'm back in school. Yes. School. At 54 years of age. Yes. Hours and hours of class time and then hours of homework. I really enjoy it, and there are no regrets because its something I WANT to do. Its for the future and its so important. It's also hard as all get out. The son jr. joined the Marines and hadn't been home for a solid 506 days. He finally came home last week, and it is just not enough time. We military moms have to put up with people telling us things that are so inappropriate. People say things like, " I know what you mean, when my child left for college, it was so hard." I am so very sure it was hard and cannot minimize your heart. But they get to call you everyday. They get to come home on every break if they want to. For months at a time sometimes. They are not training to go out there and possibly die. Please don't compare. Not that I'm bitter. I'm not. I am very proud of him and his decision. But it is hard. Hard on this momma's heart. Hard on the family. And hard when we have to smile and nod on those well meaning souls. Because they truly are well meaning. So. Let's Go Brandon. Because reality is, we are circling the toilet bowl. And yes. With this one, I am very bitter. The emotional society has won, and society in general has lost. Badly. The girlies are awesome. NOT perfect, but amazing in their own way. The grandbabies are such a joy. Can't get enough of them. The man is God's gift to me. He is not the best out there, but the best for me. There are times when I am so done with him, and I'm sure vice versa, but we come back. Comeback to the ancient paths and there comeback to HIM. I pray you have an amazing New Year celebration. Whether it is a huge glittery loud party, or quiet in teh comfort of your livingroom in sweatpants. Place GOD in the center of your universe, and walk therein.