All is Transitory...Even Writing

My mom and her husband took me out for dinner tonight.

The visited with me and the boys this week.

The are heading to California soon. No idea when I will see my mom again. Makes me sad.

But I hope they have a great time on their well-deserved travels.

People you care deeply about come in and out of your life.

A lot.

Everything is temporary.

But that steak was damn good, and it was a beautiful night outside.

Kept my mind off my boys.

Although I did feel depressed after they dropped me off. So quiet in this house without my little men working hard to drive me crazy.

Another day of work tomorrow. The students come back to campus soon. I don't feel close to being ready.

But I wrote again today. At least that is something.

A little bit of Pearl Jam seems in order.