It is 2116 on a Saturday night. Danny is busy doing homework. Jacob is out roaming the neighborhood with Robert. They were going to walk up to Hy Vee. I suspect he will get some cookies and a Red Bull or some awful combination like that. He is sporting new back to school clothes. He looks sharp!
Harlow is in the yard. I can hear her dog tags clink together as she dinks around. It won't be long before she is at the back door. She will sense that I am lonely for a busy house again. She will lumber around the first floor for a bit, then get tired and camp out on the landing. Every once in a while, she will come check on me. Emmitt and Elsa have been doing that as well. Checking on me, not lumbering. Cats don't lumber. Physically impossible, something to do with pride.
I made the mistake of watching graduation videos. A five song trip down memory lane for both Ashlyn and Hayley. Inevitably, I started thinking about Jacob's video, which won't be made for twenty months or so. Not that I am counting or anything like that. Because I am not counting the days until my boy leaves. In fact, I plan to enjoy all (most) of the days I have with him until he heads off to leave his impact on the world!
The girls are living off on their own. Ashlyn in an apartment. Hayley in a dorm. I won't say that they don't need me anymore, because I know they do. They need the comfort and security of home when the world gets kinda ugly. They need a sounding board. They need a cozy bed. They need hugs that they can only get from me. But at the same time, they are forging their way in the world, making decisions we know nothing about. They are astounding me with their all growed up behaviors.
I won't be melancholy for long, in fact, I am not even that melancholy. It's just that the quiet is weird.
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