a day of the "new" old.

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A lot of stuff but not much to say.
Andy, JAck and I went with Nana Danny and my nephew Ben went to an amusement park that is about one hour away. The place knoebels grove is an old pashioned amusement park that has maintained itself and remains a lovely family park. Jack had a ball and rode rideds and ate junk food all day. Every ride reminded me of days with my girls. Tim, no Tim, Amy, bu talways my girls. Life changes and times change. Gilrs were working and at school so we went for the day without them. I found it a sweet day with our beautiful boy and I still felt a twinge of guilt, loss and longing for the old days. I am getting exactly what I asked for my girls are growing up and responsible smart and flourishing. Life is good,. I sometimes I dont want that. I like the feeling of being needed.
My girl ended her relationship with her boyfriend of two years. It was difficult and she is feeling the loss now. I know she is sure she did the right thing because she needs some space to grow and find out who she is and what she needs, I also feel her sense of loss and loneliness. I am sure she is feeling that she will be alone forever but as we all know she wont be,.
Missi is so in love with her guy at this time. They ar so much alike in so many ways. quiet and sweet. sensitive, thoughtful. He is here a few times a week. there is never a moment that we DONT want him here.
I am happy. I am in good place and space.

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