Since the madness with Virginia Tech earlier this week, I haven’t felt much like posting. I don’t know why there is such sorrow and pain and anger in the world. Maybe it’s naieve to think that if we were all just loved a little more as children, things wouldn’t be half as bad as they are now. I’m sure that’s a little too simplistic, but it’s how I feel.
Speaking of children…mine is going through a phase where he doesn’t want to talk to me at all. He is hitting, scratching, etc when I get home if I try to love on him. He doesn’t do this to dh, so I can’t figure it out. It’s just been since dh and I both started working. I don’t know if he is still mad that I’m not seeing him that much anymore, or what. I try to spend the dreaded “quality time” (dreaded because to me that word denotes that kids should be okay with not seeing their parents very much, as long as they have a good time when they do see them) with him every night, but honestly 6-9 pm is a far cry from having mommy all day.
Major drama with Mom being a pain in the butt. I don’t know how to get through to her. We are so very very different. She’s done service for the last 50 years and she’s d.o.n.e. That’s fine, I say, fly back to California and be happy! I just want her to live her remaining years in relative happiness, where she wants to be. We had a much better relationship before she came here, she is just soooo unhappy and bitter and critical. I want her to find happiness but she is so full of duty that she won’t let herself.
Well, I’m off to another day of work. This weekend should be nice, so hopefully we’ll go to Maymont.
