I think I'm more excited about Spring Break than my kiddos. I'm so glad I get to sleep in .. for a whole week! I'm so glad we don't have any big plans, no where we HAVE to be.. ahhh..
I had a "false alarm" of sorts with my hospice patient. They are doing better, but there are a few more tests the doctor wants to run. A sigh of relief, but I know it's inevitable.
My dad and my step mother can finally officially plan things out to move back to the area. They've been gone since before my son was born (a little over 8 years ago). My mom has not been in the same state as me for probably about 30 years. She is so stinkin' jealous that my dad and step mom are moving back. She has been seeing us for about two hours, once a year, at Christmas for the past few years. My dad flies us down.. mom doesn't pay for anything. We even have to drive my dad and step mom's car to go meet her. She's hinted that they might be moving (talked about going to Texas), but tonight she hinted that she might come closer to us. I really hope not.
When you haven't had someone close to you (physically or emotionally) then all of a sudden they want to plop in, unpack, and stay awhile.. it's not good news.
Then I think of Spring Break again.. much happier thoughts.
Did I mention I get to sleep in? I should get to bed!
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In the spring of 1998, I was diagnosed with a pituitary adenoma or pituitary tumor. This tumor was a gift from God to get my attention. Let me just say, "Speak, for Thy servant heareth."
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