Tuesday, November 25, 2008

We Are All Alone Again

This morning seem to "Fly", it was time to roll out of bed , get dressed, fix a nice breakfast for my Son to travel on....So , you all know the routine, Country Ham, grits, scrambled eggs (just egg whites for my son) kids pick up different eating habits once they leave home...I tried to get him to taste my "Apple Butter" and he kept saying "No Mom, I don't care for any" then thinking he was hurting my feelings after asking him a couple of times,he decided to take a 1/4 tsp taste...which ended up being a 1/4 cup full, he liked it very much :o) Cecil and I got a good laugh at that one!
Once at the Airport I was becoming depressed..hard sometimes saying goodbye, especially when your children live busy lives and can't visit often....
So today I resigned myself to just do some reading while I get the Guest bed linen done....this way I'm ready for the next surprise visitor....Or the next surprise that was waiting at home with a note on the door from USPS

5 comments:

Dorothy said...

I enjoyed reading this post. The big 'send off' breakfast sounds great! I can only imagine how you felt at the airport because my only child, and my grandchildren live nearby. I know the applebutter was delish!
Thanksgiving Blessings to you and your family!

The Gingerbread House said...

Dorothy, consider yourself well blessed, having family far away is like torture. I can understand how this time of year is so dangerous for some people....Sometimes I feel so alone without my children being near, but I realize time brings on changes. Have a Happy Thanksgiving...Ginny

Daisy said...

Ginny, I know you must miss your son now that he has gone, but I'm glad you had such a nice visit with him. I can just see him tasting that apple butter and wanting more! :D

Happy Thanksgiving to you!

Deborah said...

I'm sorry your son is gone. I sure love visiting your blog. It reminds me of sitting in a neighbor's kitchen sharing a cup of coffee.

The Gingerbread House said...

It's so nice to have wonderful Internet Friends to visit my blog, it sometimes feel like you are in the kitchen having a cup of coffee.
I miss my Son already, but I'm reminded he has a family to care for too! Happy Thanksgiving! Ginny