Sounds of laughter...

In only a few days I will be flying to VA to bring Ginger back to her Mom. I won't have a chance to spend time with her until Christmas. I'm fine with her going and I know she wants to spend time with her Mom and sister. It's good that she gets to see all parts of her family. As much as I like that she gets to share time with all of us it's hard looking around the house and realizing I won't be hearing her call for me for months. I won't hear her laughter or see her smile.

Ginger is growing up so quickly. In the last month she finally got the hang of potty training. She loves going to the Renaissance Festival - and asks to go there many times when we are leaving the house. She tries to read her books. When I'm sad or mad she works hard to make me laugh - she's very good at it. She can't stand to see people hurt. She's a great kid and I'm glad that she is part of my life - I just wish she never had to leave.

She's not even gone and I've already started counting the days until she returns. Today was the last day she went to daycare for a while and I fought hard not to cry as I dropped her off. As I sit here writing this I keep stopping to wipe away tears.

After a week or so I'll settle into a new routine that doesn't involve Ginger waking up, dressing her, feeding her, playing games with her, helping her with the potty, going to parks, biking with her, reading to her, and every night tucking her in and telling her how much I love her. For months my nights have ended with saying good night moon to a moon shaped light switch in her room. It'll be a hard habit to break, though I'm sure I'll do it. It's hard being a single parent - but it's even harder when they aren't around.

I hope what every parent hopes, that I've let Ginger know just how much I love her and glad I am that she is part of my life. I also hope her sister realizes how much I miss her and how much I gave up to try to bring her into my life more.

Thanks to anyone that has bothered to read this. I just felt like writing out some of my feelings and I don't really feel like going back to clean it up right now. Hopefully it makes some sense but either way it accomplished what I was hoping to accomplish.

Sunday Sacrilege: Imagine no Heaven : Pharyngula

Sunday Sacrilege: Imagine no Heaven : Pharyngula