It’s just another one of those holidays that reminds us of it all.
I was not sure what we were going to do this weekend. I think all in all, the kids prefer the, don’t think about it and it will pass soon approach. I can’t say that I blame them, as it tends to be a pretty safe means of approach. The holiday had been gnawing at me, however. There was something inside me telling me that I needed to do better than that. I always go with my gut when I am in doubt. So, I came up with a plan.
I decided rather than work like crazy all weekend I would try to hit a balance. My plan was simple. On Friday I was going to have breakfast with Matt and then run a few errands with Abby. Then spend the rest of the day cutting grass and the pastures. Then on Saturday I was going to spray the pastures for weeds and fertilize. I figured that would take a good chunk of the day and then I would have an early dinner with the kids. Then on Sunday we would skip church have a good breakfast and then go out to the botanical gardens for a long hike. Lisa just loved going for a good hike and we spent many a weekend doing just that. I figured that Abby and I could spend the rest of the weekend working on her bathroom. She’s been bugging the tar out of me to tear down the wallpaper and paint.
It didn’t quite work out as I planned. I was out mowing the pasture when I saw Abby pull up to the house. What got my attention was the fact that she backed up to the house rather than just pull in as normal. Then she got out of her truck and started toward me. I naturally headed her way. As I got closer I noticed the look on her face. It was that look that I have gotten familiar with over the last few years. It was that, if you say the wrong thing I am going to implode look. So I pulled up and with a big smile said “hey whatcha doing”? Her eyes got big and tear filled and she simply said, “I just want to come home”.
I immediately knew she had made up her mind and she was coming home this weekend. We had originally planned to move her home next weekend after we had finished her bathroom. I got her settled down and told her that we could make it happen. So we quickly came up with a new plan. Friday night she started on her bathroom. We got up early Saturday and took a trailer and truck full of things to Lisa’s folks for storage in the basement. We spent the rest of the day and evening finishing up the bathroom. We spent Sunday moving her to the house and finishing up.
By Sunday night I was toast. Tired to the bone but happy to have her home. We were so busy I think all three of us basically forgot that it was Mother’s day. I did remember it long enough to give my own Mother a call some time that afternoon.
We never did get to go on the hike I planned but we were all together and basically at peace for the day.