08/29/2023
As I sat cleaning my bathroom this evening, I had conversations running through my head. That always happens, I have conversations I should have had, want to have or wish I could have done differently. Well this particular one was a thought about how much I love my children (they hate cleaning and I am usually the one who does it so I do it after everyone is in bed) Anyway, this was me thinking how much I love my kids as I’m cleaning a very nasty bathroom that boys use. That thought took me too when I first met my husband and none of my (bonus) kids could say I was a great contender in the cleaning Dept. I kept the house clean, but they all helped it wasn’t just me. That thought took me too sadness because I don’t speak to most of my children that I gained when I married my husband. Usually that would make me mad because I know I have done my share to cause a lot of that. I don’t get mad anymore, I get sad because I know I made my mistakes in trying to help raise them and I own that. I went down a road where all I could think is how I’m so happy they are grown and healthy and I hope they are all happy and healthy. I love them, I will always love them. We don’t speak and have no contact and all I could think of was how much I loved them and, will always love them and I was very blessed to have gained them as kids. Photo courtesy of my brother Kyle Reidelbaugh
