Ty trying to get internet on his iPad (that he won at ICRS).
Jessica read a book. I had my kindle, but there was a guy there who decided I needed to talk to him. An older African American dad. That happens to me a lot. I must have one of those faces. He didn't realize at the time that I had African American children. His child was mixed so that was kind of funny. I gave him the Bible I had in the car. That makes #2. I guess I should have taken the whole pile of Bibles the guy at ICRS tried to give me. I only took four of them. They are a really easy to read Bible.
So now it's Sunday morning and it was kind of strange not to be trying to drag Tyler out of bed for church. Last night was different too. I almost went to his room to see if he wanted to watch a movie with me. But no Tyler. I guess I'll get used to it. I'm glad he has this opportunity but I don't like the feeling of him missing from my life. Other parents have survived. I will too.
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Aww you are so brave. I get tears just thinking about it.
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