It's been a whirlwind kind of week. Having my sister in town for such a short time, and such great amounts of time between visits, we seemed to pack a lot of things into a week. Dinners, outings, lunches, shopping, hangout time, etc.
We generally try to keep a good weekday schedule for the kiddos, especially with school, but this week it all went out the window. Whirlwind is the best way to describe it. Now, we are all pooped!
It was interesting to spend a week with my sister. It's been a long time. And even when we did live in the same town, we really didn't spend that much time together. We are very different. Different ideals, different ideas, different life styles, different countries. I can truly say that at times I simply don't understand her. And I'm sure she feels the same.
But .... we had a great week. It was great to spend time together, talk, laugh. To have her spend the night with us, cook dinner together, have her hang out with the kiddos. It all felt really nice.
The week went by fast ... and she was off again.
As the kiddos and I left my parents house last night after our "goodbye," I cried. I couldn't help it. And for a moment my son and I reversed roles, as he told me he understood how I felt, told me he loved me and just held my hand.
We generally try to keep a good weekday schedule for the kiddos, especially with school, but this week it all went out the window. Whirlwind is the best way to describe it. Now, we are all pooped!
It was interesting to spend a week with my sister. It's been a long time. And even when we did live in the same town, we really didn't spend that much time together. We are very different. Different ideals, different ideas, different life styles, different countries. I can truly say that at times I simply don't understand her. And I'm sure she feels the same.
But .... we had a great week. It was great to spend time together, talk, laugh. To have her spend the night with us, cook dinner together, have her hang out with the kiddos. It all felt really nice.
The week went by fast ... and she was off again.
As the kiddos and I left my parents house last night after our "goodbye," I cried. I couldn't help it. And for a moment my son and I reversed roles, as he told me he understood how I felt, told me he loved me and just held my hand.
People, family, relationships are so very confusing at times. Everyone has their own ideas of the way things should be and the way to handle different situations ... doesn't mean anyone is right or wrong ... just different. I have seen that a lot of different lately.
While I try to remain neutral to all, all the time, I can certainly find myself sitting on the fence of frustration and judgement (something I'm not proud of but quite good at!).
We are all human. And in the end I believe everyone does the best they can do.
As for us ... its going to be a nice quiet week. A simply time to be ...
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