August 9, 2010

Let down

This weekend Ivan and I had his four year old son Darius stay with us. All of my fears are alleviated. We had a wonderful time. I adore Darius and I think he rather likes me as well. And I love Ivan even more after seeing the Dad in him. I'm trying to think of the best way to articulate this to him. I think it might involve whispering under the covers under the dark of night.

This morning felt quiet--no little feet running in to tell us, "Guys...wake up!" We drug ourselves out of bed and into the shower to begin our morning routine. Incidentally, how can this feel routine when it hasn't even been 6 weeks yet? How have I become so accustomed to and content with this way of being so quickly?

All I know is that I am at my desk and I feel lonely. Neither of my boys are here and I miss them terribly.

1 comment:

I'm just me... said...

I am so glad you had a great time with Darius. Aren't kids great?! I can't remember what life was like before I had Ains.