|8:20 am this morning, from our front door|
I decided it may be good for me that he's going to be gone all the time, in a way. It will make me depend on myself for everything, force me to do things he's always done for me. When the propane goes out at 2 am and it's 10° outside, I'll be the one going to pull the skirting away from the RV and lay in the snow to change out the propane bottle. I'll be the one shoveling the walkways. I'll be doing parent/teacher conferences alone. I'll have to chase Ranger down if he gets loose. I'll be doing the grocery shopping alone. I'll be the one doing everything for my mom. I've always had him here to do all these things with or for me.