When mama needs to rant, she does. But my audience is dispersing. My two younger boys are living on campuses that are not too far away, but they’re out of earshot. My hubby, aka “Big Daddy,” is out doing his thing in the big wide world. My dog cocks her head and looks at me, but she doesn’t seem to understand. My oldest son is a soldier in Iraq, and I’m hoping my ranting will make him feel like he’s not so far from home.
OK–I guess I better update: Youngest Son is still close enough to pop in and out of the home base. Oldest Son is now home from Iraq and trying to figure out what he wants to do next. And Middle Son J is far away in Germany for a year. Our dog, Sky, still looks at me with the same incredibly dumb but adorable look on her little boxer face.