Why Aren’t I Crying?

We are now weeks away from my oldest child’s high school graduation and I’ve watched many a fellow “Senior Mom” shed endless tears over losing their baby. I, on the other hand, have felt very little sadness–and I’m a tad perplexed as to why.

I love my son. LOVE THAT BOY. And I know the tears will come when we drop him off at his dorm and make the return trip without him.

But now?

This is what I want for him–college, independence, freedom. I think I’d be shedding buckets of real tears if he weren’t going away to school and instead staying home with us to live happily ever after in the basement.

There are moments when I get sad, mostly when I think back to his younger years and wonder where the time went. Also, when I read articles like this where I’m the old couple in the story and not the young mother.

This has been one heck of a ride with my baby boy. He was our test case and crash dummy for our first attempt at parenting. He’s a great kid (not perfect), he’s happy, and he’s going to college in the fall. Life is good.

Bring on the tissues!

Dogs and Love

I had to click on this article about how dogs tell you they love you because I’m totally in love with my dogs. It’s pretty common sense, but the pictures are worth a look.

The article inspired me to post some pictures of my own dogs and the faces they make when they show me and my family how much they love us. I hope you enjoy!

Stares at you: Eyes

Trusts you completely: sand

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Sleeps with you: snuggle

Looks at you quietly: justin

Uses eyes and body language: both

Leans into you: lean

Protects you: lay

Comforts you: love

A New Beginning

Sometimes when one door closes, another door opens. When the ladies of Women Unplugged (me included) decided to stop posting new content to our group blog, I had a decision to make.

Stop blogging or go it alone.

Some weeks I have a lot to say. I’ll see something on the news, hear something controversial, or read articles on the web that get me fired up and ready to write a blog and get the conversation flowing. I love a good debate, and most debates I start end with me learning something about myself, the world, and the other side of an argument. I love that.

While working on the group blog, before I let my fingers do the talking, I had to stop and think how my position on a certain topic would affect the other members. Would I offend someone? Probably. Would my post sound too political (a serious no-no on a group blog)? More than likely. Would the blog be something the others would feel comfortable sharing on social media? Often times, I doubted the others would post my blog to social media because it wouldn’t represent their point of view.

On those occasions the fire would die, and I’d sit staring at a blank screen trying to write something entertaining, engaging, and non-controversial. And most of those blogs were terrible.

My point of view is what makes me me. I don’t like censoring my views for public consumption any more than I like being politically correct. I personally think our PC culture is to blame for a lot of our country’s moral decline.

Having an opinion doesn’t make me right and it doesn’t make me wrong, it just makes me opinionated. And without an opinion, I’d have nothing to say.

Are there topics I don’t feel strongly about? Of course. I feel pretty neutral about women’s fashion, pizza toppings, and cars (other than my husband’s jeep). Those topics probably won’t grace the pages of my blog. But other topics probably will: love, marriage, relationships, writing, books, family, and pets.

I’m going to give myself some leeway as to what I blog about on my personal blog because I never know what’s going to stoke the fire. Some posts may simply link to another article that articulates my views perfectly. Other posts, I may drone on and on. Who knows?

Going it alone is scary because I’m not sure who, if anyone, will follow. But I’m willing to take a risk and take a stance on all kinds of issues. I’d be honored if you’d join me on the ride.