I’ve reached acceptance. I realized, the situation is what it is and to fight it would be a waste of my energy.

Last night, I was up throughout the night. I was contemplating my future- my family’s future… in our home.

Would life ever be normal again? Would they, too, find a new normal when all is said and done? I mean, at some point… sooner than later, we’ll all be grieving but for now… I think we’re all pretty much resound to accept.

No matter what hubby does to ensure the preservation of our family, we always hit a turn in the road.

My son- my wonderful son… came to me last night. He wasn’t feeling well and he asked me for medicine. My own son, wanted me, to risk my life. As if I am not fragile enough, he woke me so that I would take care of him.

As I reached the last of the steps, I didn’t care. …Well, maybe a little, for I clapped and stomped while saying, “Get! Go! This is my home!”

Thankfully, Ruby and Max, the last of the Mohicans, knew to return to their room; their room behind the dishwasher.

And I’m okay with it. So long as my family is in our rooms by 9pm, we can make this work.

About Lady in Red

mom of 3
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