Well, the time has officially arrived. Anthony has gone to visit his mom and Garrett has gone to visit his Dad… for the remainder of the summer.
This is not a typical Crystal & Co. kind of post, but it is on my heart and flooding my mind and I have to share. It is a peek into my life. The un-perfect part of my life as I call it. (Yes, I know un-perfect is not a word, but I like it.)
It is hard.
At first I welcome the break. Being down to just three kids is like a mini-vacation.
In no time at all I will start to miss them. Even though Garrett is less than 30 minutes away, it is likely I will hear little from him while he is gone. Phone calls are rare. Often times my phone calls are not returned. Unfortunately that is just the way it is.
The first two weeks usually go pretty fast and then…. you start to feel like a huge part of you is missing. Because it is.
Every song on the radio will remind you of them.
You constantly wonder what they are doing. Are they safe? Are they enjoying themselves?
The little kids have a hard time understanding. And each passing summer it does not get any easier. Weeks of Garrett and Anthony being gone seems like an eternity to Nick and Luke. So many questions…. do I have another Dad and Mom too? Can I go with Garrett and Anthony?
You do not want to be selfish. You know your child loves their other parent. You know sharing is right. But still you miss them.
I guess it is already on my mind (even though the ‘break’ just started) because I know what lies ahead. It is the longest time of your life- missing your child.
sucks bites! And almost ten years later it does not get any easier.