Raw and unfiltered
My husband has this wonderful gift. He can step outside our trailer and meet somebody, strike up a conversation and have a new friend. Voila'! Are you kidding me? For me this is more like work. If somebody starts a conversation with ME then it's a piece of cake. I can do that! And because I haven't mastered his art, I miss my friends. Add to that the fact that my kids live in different States for the 1st time in my life, does not help either. Joes kids too. I call them MY kids. After having them in my life for 6 years, I love them just as if they were mine. They all are beautiful adults, and it's hard to only see them every now and then. I miss the in betweens of their lifes. This part is extremely hard. I wonder if I ever get used to it. I cannot relate to people who are happy with the fact that their kids no longer live near them. I am not one of them. And I never will be. Oddly enough I have now turned into one of "those" people that call their d...