My Reason For Doing What I Do...

Well, here I am, once again, blogging away in the wee hours of the morning. The house is dark and quiet. After I get my brain to wake up, along with the rest of me, I find that it's about the only time I can really think without having a zillion other things to accomplish.

I had one of my blogging friends comment yesterday about my being on the computer so early in the morning. The main reason I'm up is to see Brittany off to school. She's one of those sleepy heads who just can't get moving without a couple of reminders. Her alarm goes off and she hits the snooze button, and it's off to Dreamland, once again. Oh, if I only had that luxury! I keep telling her that if I accidentally should oversleep, she's going to be in a heap of trouble! Abby, on the other hand, gets up shortly after her alarm goes off. I don't have to worry about her. They are as different as night and day. Of course, Brittany wasn't always like that. It all changed when she became a TEENAGER!

I know that many of you are probably saying to yourselves that I should just sleep in and let Brittany get up on her own. Yes, you are probably right. However, call me sentimental, maybe even an emotional wreck, at times, but I don't want to miss any opportunity I have to make a memory with her. Remember...she'll be graduating from high school next year. I don't have many opportunities left.

One thing, among many, that stands out in my mind about my mom is that she was ALWAYS there for me. I vividly recall when I'd get home from school and she'd be waiting for me with a pile of chocolate chip cookies and a tall glass of milk. I'd eat and she'd sit and listen all about my day. Plus, she got up with me every morning to see me off to school. She didn't complain about it...she just did it. In her mind, she was fulfilling her role as my mother and that left an indelible impression on my heart. I've always wanted to be just like her and I miss her so very much. I try very hard to emulate her, but sometimes, I think I fall short. More than anything, I want my girls to be able to look back one day and remember the times I was there for them.

You know what's funny? When I starting writing this post, I had intentions of it going in a completely different direction than what it did. Guess my emotions got the best of me. Talking about my girls does that to me! Kleenex, someone???

So, I didn't sleep well last night. Chris got home late and said he's feeling much better, BUT, his nose is stopped up. He honked and snorted all night long! I just about went downstairs, in fact, and slept in the guest room. I do feel for him because that's so frustrating when you're trying to sleep and you can't breathe through your nose. Hopefully, it will be short-lived! I finished up a lot of my shopping yesterday (yay for me!), but my back was aching so badly from wrapping everything! I desperately needed a good night's rest...maybe we'll both have better luck tonight!

Here's a few comics that I thought you might enjoy!

Hope your weekend's a good one!