I've been separated for almost a week now. It's been super busy thank God. The winding down at night is rough, but by the time my head hits the pillow i'm too exhausted to cry. I just fall asleep.
My Husband and I have texted, called or emailed, just once a day for the past couple days. Today we had a bittersweet conversation. Lito has the ability to literally make me cry one second and die laughing the next. I was glad to hear he is in therapy once a week. Very intense for a guy, let alone one who has been through what he has. We are praying for our marriage, yet are very realistic about the future. Right now, it's just one.day.at.a.time.
Anyway....
What i've learned from my nephew and Keelan, both 8 years old.....
- They wake up at 6AM, no matter what time they go to sleep. No matter what time you go to sleep. 6AM.
- Zombies are coming, and they must prepare. Daily. And nightly.
- 8 year old boys are either talking or eating. Often both.
- Farting in public is NO BIG DEAL.
- Burping in public is NO BIG DEAL.
- They will say nothing for hours. And then,......
"How long are you living here?"
"Are you getting a divorce?".....or....
"Why did the kids' mom move to California when you love them too?"
And then....
they'll fart.
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