I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out what to post for over half the day and now the bf is on the way and I need to put something up, because I promised myself I would post something once a week or die trying and right now that’s what it feels like.
I tried to write about Restaurant week here in KC but I had a really bad experience this time around and couldn’t find anything good to say.
Then I glanced over and I saw the photo of my middle son and I knew all I had to say.
I haven’t seen my son in over five years because of issues he had to finally get through but during my weekend off he contacted me and I finally saw my son last Sunday night.
He has grown and his voice has gotten deeper but I still see my little boy in that smile.
It is that moment in time that I praise God for, that my son came home and my heart is full.
Until next time, Peace, Love and all that Jazz!!