Words, they don’t come easy. I kept thinking that the first one would be the hardest. I thought after that, the words and the thoughts would just flow. I would know exactly what to write. Once I was done with the first post I started thinking about my life and about what I wanted to say to the world, and I realized my life isn’t all that interesting. What do I have to really say? I shut my computer and went back to listening to my kid tell me 50 times in a row that what he had in his hand was a dump truck and not a front loader as his younger brother insisted that it was.
I listened to both of them with patience (or so I like to believe). I tried to think about what I could write about for next time. It could be about how I have moved to a completely new place. I was jolted by my younger one climbing on top of me screaming because the older one had hit him in frustration telling him that he had to say it was a dump truck. That is when I realized I had to stop trying to think about what my next blog was going to be about and focus on trucks for a while. I honestly had no idea what kind of truck it was.
As I tried to resolve their “difference of opinion” I wondered what I would be doing right now if I was home. I wondered what my kids would be doing if they were home with me. I don’t mean in a house. We are in a very nice house we call home. We are very comfortable and I am sure you will all get to see in bits and pieces. I mean if we were all still in Houston TX.
Would I have started school again? Would I have gone back to work? Which school would my older son be going to? What activities would I be enjoying with my little one? It might not be a healthy attitude but sometimes it motivates me and helps me to see that I can have all that here too. All doesn’t have to end because I am in a different place. I might not call this place home but I can still have some of the things that I had there.
Here I am in a new world trying to figure out a dump truck from a front loader. Its a tough job, but its not impossible. I think I’m up for it.
And for those of you who are curious, yes we did resolve the mystery of the truck, it was a dump truck.
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What about the “excavator”?
Thank you for reminding me kind sir. We discuss them every day, we see a few on our way to school. 🙃