Do you have weeks where you feel like your head is barely above water? I’ve had that kind of week. It’s nothing specific weighing me down it is just lots of little things, normal life things.
On Sunday we went up on the mountain to go trout fishing. My oldest son had an overnight FFA camp to attend, so he didn’t go. It is dawning on me slowly that he is about to enter his last year of high school, which leads to graduation and the reality of my child becoming an adult.
I really don’t like to think about it but this week I can’t seem to get it off my mind. I struggle between loving that the boys are old enough to help on the ranch and wanting them to stay five years old.