The Cocktail and Dinner Party was fun. (See pic at bottom of note.) The location was very nice, and it was great to get a free dinner with my DH. He even....gasp.....danced with me! Granted, it was one dance, but it was so sweet to be in his arms like that again. The music was only "okay" so I really didn't push for more dances than that one, and I didn't have to push too hard for that one!
The day ended on a sad note with my oldest deciding (after getting mad) that he was moving out. Needless to say, the next day was not a super-happy day. In many ways, we are ready for him to move out! Not in that way, though, before he had all his ducks in a row. I was sad and a little scared for him, but for now, he is staying somewhere safe so I am trying to be at peace with that.
Sunday, DH and I had a hard time, and the three younger kids were all a little freaked out -- just didn't know what to think about the oldest leaving. Then, I had to get over it because DH had a guest in from Germany, and I had to prepare myself to entertain after church. Normally, by 2:00, I am napping while watching football. (Apparently, I am my daddy's child.) Fortunately, it was not a big deal, and the guest didn't want to hang around for supper so Sunday ended on a relaxing note.
Monday brought some good conversations with the oldest, and I have hope that he may move back in at some point in the next few weeks. We shall see. God has been so good through all of this. He has just provided so much peace. I am not constantly worried about him. I'm not crying all the time. I just have a God-peace, and I am so grateful to Him for that. Had a great night at our church's fall festival to top the evening off!
Today, DH left for an 8-day trip to German. Booooooooooo. He prayed over me before he left so that made me teary-eyed, but it left such a sweet spirit in my heart. He is such a blessing to me. After he left, I had my yearly breast MRI. Woohoooo...it's over! Met a sweet lady there who had lost 2 sisters to breast cancer. In addition, her daughter had it at 25 and her mother is also a survivor. Wow. Just wow.
Praying it's all clear, and it's not my turn, yet.
Thanks for reading and that's a little bit of my crazy life......from this spot.