Kicking My Butt Sometimes

It's not drama right now, it's not even an ordeal, rather it's grown folks, two biological siblings now in their 20s, living in Atlanta trying to deal with life and all the curve balls hurled at them. Both recovering from poor choices or other liabilities, both very different, both very attached to each other.

But, to their credit, they are listening to Mama. It's taken out my cell phone battery every day for a week now, totally drained it, but to have it to not be a problem we're trying to fix, but instead pretty much some kinda scary, yet positive, new opportunities opening up for them, well this we can deal with easily.

The month of May has been crammed full busy. Tonight is Sabrina's dance class recital at the high school, a u19 game for Allen, the high school soccer team is in the state playoffs, a big game at the same time as two other events.  I just got an email for Nando to have soccer practice tonight at 6, as we go into tournament.  Yep, I can be three places at one time, I've done it for decades now.

Scotty, pictured here with two out of three of his own bio sibs, has Spring Football Practice every afternoon, further adding to the mix.  We can do this.

"Nana doesn't feel good, " CJ told the Bubbas, referring to his other grandmother, a very lovely, refined, always beautifully dressed lady versus me, this ole flip-flop wearing dirt-digger, "So we're getting to stay with wild, wild Bita!"

I picked him up from his baseball game so Yolie could do a home visit. I just shake my head in awe and wonderment that folks are still out there adopting traumatized kids. God bless them, I pray. Give them strength and wisdom, please protect them.  I mumble prayers all day long, I really do.

We had 15 minutes of heavy rain, pelting my plants while I cooked supper. Running everyone to town for a bunch of reasons - Chuy's haircut, CW's guitar amp, Sabrina's black shoes for her new job, plus eye contacts for Chuy. I sure could use some more hours in each day.

I do have some über stressful situations I'm trying to pray my way through. Sometimes life does a pretty good job of kicking my butt.

Sometimes it doesn't.

I haven't weeded since Saturday, too many other jobs, challenges, and kid demands taking up my time.  I'm a mama first, a farmer second.