The Smell of Cool Green Grass

Leo and Ricky are racing around the field hitting a soccer ball with a bat.....Owen and Ernie are at the park.  I'm sitting here outside smelling fresh cut grass and cool dampness.  It's such a distinct smell----I wish I could describe it better.

I'm listening to the Brains as I type.  Man, there's a band that can break your heart.  Mmm-hmmmmm.

The doctors' office says the tests for Ernie came back fine and we should not worry about all the blood he peed.  O.K.....

Took Owen to the psychologist today....I like her so....I wish my mind had been more organized.  I was amused to see that she is as entertained by Owen as we are.  I'm so blessed with my sweet boys. She said she'd had a very good session with Owen talking about Judi.  I was so happy to hear that.  In the mail today was a packet from hospice talking about grieving.  I read it and then just tucked it away.

Dad will have been dead a year this Saturday.....  and Judi gone three months on Thursday. My family feels so small.