Tomorrow, Ben and myself, along with my nieces, Elie and Katy are driving westward to Lincoln Ne. It may not be my home from growing up...but anywhere my mom is, it's home to me. We talk daily, always between 6 and 6:30 everynight, it's become a habit for me. Herb always knows it will be me on the phone.
Although we never solve the world's problems, we sure have fun trying.
Our trip will be ended earlier than I thought on Labor Day, we have been scheduled a football practice. Ben found out this evening his position will be a wingback...what in the heck does that even mean? Ben's friend tried to simplify it for me by equating it to Vikings players..that helped. He will play Percy Harvin's position:)
Jack taught me a lot (that's for you Janna), about football, but the weird names of the positions kinda leave me clueless.
I always remind myself, on a daily basis, that everyone has a story, current stories that wrench my soul. I had my story, I'm now in survival mode..okay I lied. I'm dancing as fast as I can to hang in there.
To my friends with issues lets's dance together...this too shall pass. I can't wait to actually believe that. I now need to Google the origin of that saying, it's always been one of my favorites. Peace to all.
If I'm not on until the holiday is over, Happy Labor Day!
You're my hero... always have been!
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