Empty Nest Once More

 

Yes today our little house guest goes home.

Sherri worked in Denison today so she was gone by the time that I woke up. I could smell the coffee she had made so it was not to hard getting up and following the aroma down stairs. I poured me a cup and settled in behind the computer to read some journals and start the post on mine.

In reading some of the comments on my blog I noticed how many of you were worried about my condition. I had to laugh some being that I exaggerate somewhat when I write. Not that I didn’t have some pain…I did…but I knew I was not dying just foolish for pulling every muscle in my body. Thanks for being concerned about me. Not too many people around here are…until they find out it will effect them in some way and then they want me whole again.

Today was the day that my side kick was going home. I surely will miss him at my side all day long. We have a lot of conversations about many things and share many adventures up and down the roads of these parks we stay at. It is good to have a friend to share things with. Well until he returns I will just have to go solo on my walks around the park.

We started our adventure this morning with a trip to the slides. He took his toy dirt digger as he calls it and played in the sand. Today I just watched and did not participate in the playing. Soon he lost interest in the sand and wanted to go down to the water and throw rocks. I showed him how to skip a rock across the water. We then took target practice at a stick out in the water. We enjoyed this for some time but soon he tired from that and we moved on.

My side kick

Next we went to the RV…Kris was getting hungry and I fixed him some waffles and syrup. After eating he was ready to go fishing. I had to rig his rod up with a hook and bobber. I got that done even with his expert help…HE HE. We got all our stuff and headed down to the lake. We found a shady spot on the bank and got ready for some serious fishing. Kris does well for about the first fish or two and then he wants to real the line in before he has a fish on. It really did not matter he had fun and that is what taking a kid fishing is all about. I hope that he always has someone to take him fishing. So many kids now days grow up with no one to take them to do things. They are just left for society to swallow up and end up running the streets.

What would I do without his help?

We got through fishing and decided to go back to the RV for some R&R. I got him a glass of chocolate milk and we turned on the History channel. Kris sat in the recliner next to mine and soon he was asleep. I too fell asleep and the next thing I knew there was a knock at the door. Janet had arrived to pick Kris up. I  got his things together got him loaded into the car and I gave him a great big kiss and a hug… waved good-bye and stood there in the road as they disappeared out of site. Yes I cried!!! Am I crazy or what? I just keep telling myself he’ll be back…

Somewhere in Time