030909 came and went without much fanfare. I didn’t get drunk this year. I didn’t go out and party late. Nor did I occupy my time with my favorite past time companion. Rather, I stayed home and had an otherwise normal evening. I came home, cooked dinner for my children and sat down and helped my boy do his math homework.
Besides the disturbing, abruptly cut-short conversation between my princess and I about how “Mommy, when are you getting a boyfriend?” I had an uneventful night. I had planned on a little bit of “distraction” but was rudely reminded about my Lenten sacrifices.
I knew the day would come when the day would not hold any more emotional connections for me…has it really arrived?
