Much has happened over the past 2 weeks. Too many acquaintances have passed away. Like 3 to be exact, and all of them under the age of 40. My heart aches for their families, and I don't want to imagine what they must be going through.
There are two things that I can't deal with very well - death and suffering children
I can't stop thinking about the guy who murdered his daughter by throwing her out of the car window, or the guy who hit his daughter in the face with a brick(both of these happened right here in my neck of the woods) and then my husband tells me about the sicko teacher in California. I can't even THINK about that story and what he did to those children. And the dad who killed his two sons by blowing up their home...what was his name...Powell?
I don't watch the news(we don't have traditional tv, so I really truly don't watch the news, I can only watch whatever is on Netflix, so my days are filled with Fresh Beat Band repeats and Super Why). I get "news" from Facebook or from what friends and family tell me. I think I've been happier since we switched to Netflix-only tv. I remember when I taught kindergarten and a mom told me at our parent-teacher conference that they didn't have a tv in their home because it made her husband too depressed. I didn't get it back then. I thought they were kinda weird actually, I mean who doesn't have tv? Now I get it. I really, really get it.
So I took my son out for a walk in the jog stroller. Remind me to never trust the weather(which I have to look up online, since I don't have tv, remember?) b/c it stated "today is much warmer than yesterday" which was bull. Luckily I put the heavy coat on my son and I had a blanket in the car. So I wrapped him up and we walked 3 miles. He wanted to get out around 2.75 miles, and he was so cute running down this hill, throwing a rock along the trail and looking back at me all smiley. At one point he ran over to me and puckered up his lips for a kiss. I guess that was his thank you for this fun time we were having. That's been weighing on my mind as well. Knowing that next year I won't be a stay-at-home mom anymore. I know we'll still have great moments like this, but they won't be as often. How can they be? I will be working full-time, and he'll be at school full-time. That's sad. Time does fly, and he keeps growing up. I want him to stay innocent. I want the wackos of the world to stay away from my family. I want him to be safe and happy. I want to live in a bubble. But like Dori says to Marlin in Finding Nemo..."if you never let anything happen to him, then nothing's ever gonna happen to him."
