Good Day

We took the drive to see my brother yesterday. Melting heat index, road construction and of course blinding rain. But with all of these factors, I’m still so glad that we took on the adventure.

The heat was unbearable at times so we spent a lot of time indoors until the kids just couldn’t live without a little bit in their pool. It was nice to sit outside (with fans) and watch as the kids enjoyed themselves in the water. This also gave us the chance to see just how much better my brother is doing. He was walking around with no help nor my sister chasing him everywhere like she was doing before. The color was back in his face and he was talking more.

We went back in after about a half hour because of the heat, settled down and cooled off. The children started playing with legos and one actually gave into a nap. After her nap, we all had lunch and watched the kids play more while my sister put on a Doris Day movie and we all talked through it.

My son wrestled with their dog on the floor while my niece fell asleep in the chair.  It was a really good day for a visit albeit the heat. Seeing that my brother is doing so much better, although I can tell that he doesn’t have the patience that he used to have, that seems to be the only difference that I can see right now.

We drove home in the blinding rain and now, this morning, my car looks like we went mudding but it was only because of the rain and construction zone we had to go through. It was a really good day, I immediately went to bed after putting some things away, I was exhausted!

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I like to think I'm a normal everyday woman but my mind tells me otherwise. I fight my battles and post them here. I don't tell my family and real life friends that I write here. This is my own little way of having "someone" to talk to. My own little therapy session if you will. I welcome comments and opinions but I have enough negativity to last a lifetime already . My world is changing and now more than ever I need support and encouragement but I'm still too afraid to let anyone know that it's me writing here.