Manic momma on a manic Monday

My eyes are on fire - exhausted from yet another night of work - ready for this shift work to be a "thing of the past" - I'm thinking sooner than later. Greer found her way into my side of the bed last night, probably rattled out of her bed by the thunderstorms, I could sit here and run my fingers through her silky hair all day.

I came home just in time for Mark to leave - a kiss in the entry hall and a couple of loving words was not what I had pictured in regards to marital communication - but it is what it is - and I am thankful for the small things... they are not so small in the grand scheme of life. Just ask the families of the miners in Chile.

Jackson has an MRI Wednesday - I expect nothing less than promising news - I know God hears my prayers. While Jackson is excited about getting to miss school - I can tell he is a bit apprehensive about the pending MRI - who wouldn't be? I'm not sure I could walk a step in his shoes. Imagine living life on a "rug" that could be torn out from underneath you at any minute - you're playing on the playground one day and sitting in a neurosurgeon's office the next - it changes you, beyond what anyone, EVEN ME, can imagine - it changes you. I recently heard of someone's hateful, juding words about Jackson and despite my abilty to "consider the source", that selfish way of thinking unnerves me - I take a deep breath and won't give it another thought.

I've decided to give in and shut my eyes for an hour - I'll then spring out of the bed, so... probaly not "spring" but I'll drag myself out of the bed only to return after kids are bathed, fed, packed, and deposited at their respective educational institutes - this manic momma is just trying to survive another manic monday!

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