Monday, December 22, 2014

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

My oldest daughter came for Christmas and another is coming for the New Year! I'm so happy, since I miss being near all my kids and grand kids. We've been living her for a year, and the only thing I regret is that I had to leave so many family members and friends behind.

I'm home most of the time and have to figure out how to get more human interaction. One of the things I've been doing is taking Brewster to the dog park. He loves to play and I get a chance to socialize. And you think dog parks are the places are only for dogs to socialize.

Brewster has his favorite friends. I found it harder to find someone who can relate to my life than Brewster. What do I have in common with a woman who is upset because she had to comfort her teen who got a B+ in a math test and may not get into her preferred college? I had teens that were good in school too, but I was too distracted by the kids that were struggling to be that involved. And now? I'm happy if my kids stay in school. Grades are way down there in the things to worry about category.

I went to the dog park today with my oldest daughter. I met a woman there that has a couple of teens that were adopted. We started out chatting about dogs and then she mentioned her fifteen year old daughter had some special needs. My ears perked up. I asked, "Where does your daughter go to school?" It was the same school my daughter attends. We tested each other out with little things about our kids, and found out we speak the same language. We both know about fetal alcohol, the special ed system, the acting out. She understands the fear of getting a call in the middle of the night from the police or hospital when you think your child is safe in bed. She even said I had a good attitude with all that's happened. Yay! A kindred spirit!

Monday, December 1, 2014

Back to Writing

It's been about two months since my last post. I had meant to write sooner and more often, but life has a way of getting in the way. Sometimes I didn't think I had anything exciting to write about. Nothing could be as exciting as the last few years we lived in California. Blogging was a way to cope with extremely stressful situations, and my life is definitely boring compared to a year ago. Of course there are always little bumps in the road of life, and I've had plenty of these. But the bumps this year are fairly normal. It's really nice to have the typical concern for your teenagers, not the real fear for their lives type of concern. It's so nice to live in a small town with no gang pressures. Everyone knows everyone else so we often find out things that would have gone unnoticed in a city. As the teens slowly open up about what their life was like before, I am more and more thankful that we moved when we did. I knew it was bad, but it really was worse than I had imagined.

As I look back the past couple of months, I realize that I should have written down things as they have happened. I forget easily, and writing is good for my soul. I can just list a few of the things the past few months.

We've had visitors the past two months. A couple from our church in California spent a few days in our home. A good friend from California came and we had a restful time. I had a friend from my high school come with her teenaged son as they couch surfed the World. She taught me how to felt and to spin wool. I got some wool from Buy Nothing Bainbridge just before she came, so the timing was just right. Jim's parents came for the first time since the bathroom remodel, and one of my daughters came this past weekend. I love having friends and family come! It's really helped me to adjust to a new home. Of course I always miss them when they leave. We also had a couple and their daughter stay with us for a few days. They were strangers to us at first, but they were awesome guests. The woman was a doctor and they needed to stay in a place near Seattle to visit another daughter who was ill. It's good to have the ability to have guests.

We finished staining the back deck, hauled wood, and moved furniture and boxes. I found out just how painful a back injury could be and how it can sneak up on you when you are doing something simple, like driving to Oregon to visit relatives. I was spoiled by takeout adult food for a few days as Hubby took care of me when I could hardly stand. I take Brewster to the dog park a few times a week and shuttle the kids to and from school. And because life is settling down, I am considering going back to school to become a medical assistant.  I'm excited for the next season of life.