A Simple Country Mouse

Well it's official. Winter is rapidly setting in here at River View. And with Josh trucking again it makes for some cold nights. Yeah I know, heaters but they just aren't the same. Not going to lie bloggers, I miss him something fierce. I know he'll come home to me, but it's the constant goodbyes that are hard. While I know it's temporary it doesn't mean that it doesn't still hurt to let him go. Even the kids are feeling the affects of Daddy being gone. Sam is acting out more, and I know it's an adjustment period, but it's still not easy. Clay misses his Daddy cuddle time as he refuses to cuddle with me. He just wants to wiggle and move in Mommy's arms. Daddy on the other hand, he happily fall asleep in .2 seconds flat. I know there are so many people who are out there that have family gone for months on end, and I'm not lessening their hardship in the least. There is just something about a trucker's wife that people don't realize. ...

Does anyone truly understand how to handle things in the wake of a great tragedy? I think the answer is no. But I think we all do what we think is best. We mourn for those lost, we seek to help those suffering, visit those who need support, and love on all involved both directly and indirectly. We don't point fingers, we don't stab at each other, we don't cast blame, and we don't politicize anything. We don't throw a temper tantrum trying to get our in the wake of a tragedy because it diminishes the suffering of those involved. Uniting should be our only cause. Not trying to divide an already divided country. With the many threats we face today and everyday, this is a time to remind the world that we are not screaming toddlers demanding this or that. We are Americans, and by heavens that means we pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, we pick up the ones who can't stand, we carry those who can't walk, and we stand united, loving on our own who have lost so muc...