The second-longest stretch that the children have been away from me is ending today. The longest took place last August, two weeks of hell (during which I did fly in and see them for a day and a half), so maybe this was the longest after all. Nine days.
Eric came home this morning, delivered by The Ex, and we spent about fifteen minutes just hugging, with me telling him over and over how happy I was to see him, how much I missed him, how much I love him. I do this now every time he comes home after having been with his dad, and I think it eases the transition a little. He’s happy to be home, my boy, and it feels good that he’s here. He looks smaller, though, which I didn’t expect. Has he grown in the dreamland we share when he’s away?
So he clung close to me, asking for pancakes about eight times. Then he fed himself some applesauce, and then he looked tired so we went upstairs, but not until fulfilling Eric’s request that he ride up on my back.
Serena comes home within the hour, and Nathaniel this evening, since he’s at a school function. Which gives everyone some alone-time to ease back into being home.
Ahhhh…
[tags] family, love, children, home [/tags]
April 26th, 2007 at 11:50 pm
ahhh I could feeeeeellllll the relief as you relax into having them home…..
thanks for sharing, it felt yummy.
I haven’t had to share, couldn’t imagine the emptiness of them not being here as much as I need a break often. I had the pain of dealing with kids with an absent dad, its own kind of hell and now they are grown and we all survived.
Always thinking of you and wishing you peace