I sat down intending to write something completely different, because I had a song on my heart and some thoughts on fear and how it debilitates me on an almost daily basis. And yet, this is what came out, so I suppose it is what I needed to write about tonight. Maybe after my third neck surgery happening in two weeks, I can work on that. But for now, prepare for a cheesy mommy blog post, okay?
It's hard to believe that summer is basically over. Three of my kids have gone back to school, and I am preparing to drop my oldest off at college on Friday. Which brings me to a funny story I thought I would share here. We went to Rolla over the weekend to say goodbye to Katherine's boyfriend who has moved there for college. On the drive, I was fine. In general, I was fine. When we got there, I was fine. For about 30 seconds. And then, I was definitely NOT fine.
