In
an attempt to hide from the raw emotions brought out by my recent
dreams, I spent much of yesterday trying to stay busy. As long as I was
engaged with the kids or with a project, my tears stayed at bay. It was
during those brief moments of solitude that the delayed guilt/grief
swept over me like a tidal wave. Thankfully Timmy was more than happy to
occupy the majority of my day, so my emotional spells were brief and
few.
After Boot Camp we all headed to the farm for
the afternoon. To his absolute delight, Robby and I spent an hour
fishing at the pond. We stopped counting at 10, but it is safe to say
that he had a great day reeling them in. Of course he is still timid
about unhooking the fish, a less than glamorous duty that falls to me.
Scott is highly tactile defensive and quickly bailed on fishing, opting
instead to play with Timmy on the playgrounds and jumping pillow.
When
we were finally out of bait, Robby and I packed up and met with Scott
and Timmy to pick some peaches. There is nothing comparable to picking a
ripe peach and eating it directly off the tree while the juices are
flowing from the heat of the sun. As it turns out, we ended up having
peaches in the orchard for lunch.
In the evening we
went to the pool for a few hours where Robby was able to play with some
friends. Timmy practiced jumping into our arms and splashing on the
stairs. Although the day started off with difficult emotions, my vow to
stay busy certainly helped to turn it around. I still feel horribly
guilty about my Dad and surprisingly grief stricken again, but I'm
learning that avoidance works perfectly for me.
About Me
- Peggy
- I am a below knee amputee. More importantly, I am also Mommy to two boys, a very active 10 year old (Robby) and an mischievous toddler (Timmy). I have learned that being a parent with a disability can create some unusual and sometimes humorous situations. This blogger is available for hire! Let's talk and learn how a blog can expand your business.
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