Months have passed and now my son has resumed his life. So Katie and I are here resuming ours as well. Regarding those months I truly would NOT have had it any other way. I am deeply grateful I had the time, the strength and the wherewithal to accomplish something for him. It is my pleasure to have served. One that each sons' birthday and on each Mother's Day I always wrote about..the privilege of having children and the miracle of love that mother's have for their children always, regardless of age. As long as I have strength and the ability to do it I will always be there for them. My missing seeing my son is more than equalled by knowing he is back to his life.
Now. Today I went to work out for the first time in 4 1/2 months and man...could I ever tell the difference. I also can tell via my views of the, ahem, love handle area. Heeee. They were wonderfully absent but, well, they are sorta back now so it will be several months before I can work them off again. Worth it, the enforced absence, I say. Would not have it any other way as I stated in the beginning paragraph.
So, I worked out as I said AND I got to see some friends in the past several days. I have heard from them but visiting here was not always an option due to circumstances so I had a wonderful time with them and a round of invitations for lunches and dinners. There will be shopping in there too. You know we women.
On May 25th, one of my sons will be married. I have bought and discarded several outfits but I have settled on one now. Chiffon-like skirt with fawn, black and cream print and a black border at the hem. Softly shirred at the waist, falling gracefully. There will be my favorite black crepe short sleeved jacket over a white camisole. Pearls or gold..don't know which and black heels with a borrowed from the bride -to-be black patent clutch.
The bridal shower for family only Saturday was FABULOUS! Her ( the bride- to- be) Aunt made all of the arrangements for a shower at a gorgeous Inn and hour and fifteen minutes from here. What a gala with the groom, my boy, surprising her with a horse and carriage ride afterward that lasted about half an hour or more. Seeing her shriek with joy and go running the 50 yards or so toward him as he sat in the carriage was absolutely why there was not a dry eye among we women in the family. A perfect day and one that *I* will remember always.