peak through my ear, what do you see?

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I am full of things in my head. Jam packed full of things that need to be done.
Missi's big graduation bask is this sunday, and estimated 75 bodies will be passing though the yard!
I am excited, yet as always nervous of glitches.
My Mom and her infinite wisdom has thought out all the details with me and we have it.
Now just get my house cleaned to the Hilton standards and we are golden.
Allie will be 21 tomorrow.
She and I went to Jon Mayer concert over the weekend and truly I am in Love with both John mayer and Allison Elizabeth Faith B.
We chatted, sang, danced, laughed, and had a great time.
She is probably my favorite person to hang with.
Missi had to work but understood.
She is going on a little holiday with ehr BF and his family to inner harbor this week. SHe cant wait and I am totally happy for her.
Then ALlie starts her traveling month of August before Nursing school starts.
Florida for a week, then directly to Vegas for three days.
Home for two then to Scottsdale to visit Kaleigh.
This is exactly what she needs.
She needs to see that there is a whole world waiting for her out there, that world needs her.
As a nurse, but moreso as Allie.
Missi will be dropped off at KU on the 28th of August.
My heart will break that little bit that never grows back. Never.
Even if she comes home the next day-the dropping off changes you. Changes us.
I dread it, but cant wait to see her find her way and realize that being different, is a blessing.
Jack and I have had a really good two weeks.
Got his library card, Farmers market, swimming days, lots of grocery trips, walks to the river.
He is a chatty observant eager intense little boy.
I just hope I cant keep up!
Love to all.
Miss you even if I see you.
PS
I feel like this three week period between the date of my Dads admission to the hospiatl and the date that he died is almost a solemn time. I wnat to be over this and not cry at the though of him.
then again, I want to know he is so near.
Train was the opening band for JM last weekend.
This song they dedicated to families of Military and those serving their country.
Allie and I cried but didnt look at each other.
Our Danny boy will be in Afghanistan in a few short months. Please God watch our boy.

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