I miss being a mom with little boys at home. I miss cutting apples each night for them to eat while we read their bedtime stories (no peel for Andy!). I miss when they'd snuggle in the bed, so warm and cuddly - Andy saying "Nathan, get in the middle! You get more hugs there!" I miss being in control of my own schedule. I miss cooking every day, surprisingly, although I complained about it at the time.
I miss coffee with my friends at Real Bread Company in Evansville when all the kids were finally in school. We'd sit and talk for hours. I miss sitting at the pool, minding the boys, and whatever other kids were around, thinking "What a great job I've got!". I miss going to soccer games and drama club picnics. I even miss Cub Scout Blue & Gold banquets. I miss the book fair.
I miss making lunches every day - once I made one for Andy's high school friend Chelsea. She thought I was the greatest after that. I miss football games in the back yard in Wichita, and the snack basket I made for all the boys so they wouldn't eat everything in the house.
I'm sure I'm looking at the past with rose-colored glasses, but that's ok.
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Here's my second try to post a comment. I remember when the boys were little and cuddly. Loved it! For some reason, they get upset with me when I try to snuggle up with them now. :-) Just joking. There's some research, I think , that says the more realistic a person sees the world, the more depressed she's likely to be. So...I'd recommend that you keep those rose colored glasses on! Doesn't hurt anyone.
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