Just some thoughts on a rainy night

It is 9:50pm as I start this entry, Nina left to do an evening training for the state with her overnight staff.

Little Joe is asleep. Had a great evening with him yet that is never uncommon, I guess that makes me very blessed. My little man raises me up at the most unlikely moments through the day. I’m addicted to taking photos of him, there is one of us together which I had taken a week or so ago and I have it as my phone screensaver. 

There are times through my day when I just get pulled down, whether situational or just me ruminating over things which happened that I can’t change.

More and more I’m seeing that you can only count on a few people in your life and I can never imagine putting him in a position where this would happen.

I must be stronger for him, even if that is all it is. I want the best for him, as any parent does.

he got his first scraped knee today Nina told me.

She said he didn’t cry, didn’t even give it a second thought. 

Made me smile.

I don’t want to paint a bleak distrusting picture of the world but I won’t lie to him.

This world he’s growing in seems at the day’s end to  harvest only the most dire horizon and not be apocalyptic but he’s got to be strong.

Stronger than I can ever imagine being.

It rained most of the day today, levelling my plans of wetting a line out on the jetty. No matter, perhaps another day.

Saturday we go for life insurance for us both.

In a month we head upstate for a visit to our friends place and see our nephews. It will be good to be there.

Hi Ho ice cream. Buttermilk Soft Serve.

I don’t think I need to say much more than this.