Two Moms....One Day

The remains of Matt Maupin were found. A young man from Batavia, Ohio, he was stationed in Iraq when his convoy was attacked and he was taken captive. That was 2004. He was 20 years old. The Maupin family was given the news just yesterday. Yesterday, I went to a college fair with my 17 yr. old son. From there we went to get his tux for the prom. Sunday, March 30, 2008. One mom's day of excitement and fun and thoughts of bright futures, another mom's day of pure and complete devastation. I wonder what Matt's mom was doing while I listened to Andy speak with a rep from OU about applying for their School of Journalism. I wonder what Matt's mom was thinking while I was thinking that I can't believe my child is growing up. I wonder how Matt's mom was able to fall asleep last night, while I was able to succumb to slumber the minute my head hit the pillow. One day. I'm sure that for the past 4 years her only desire was to hear that Matt had been found, that he was alive and well. Who wouldn't hold on to that hope? Now her grim reality is that her son won't be coming home. Ever. One world. Less than 1 hour from where I live. A woman grieves the loss of her son, while I celebrated the life of mine. What a reminder that was for me to hug him a little tighter and laugh with him a little louder.

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Let's go Xavier! Bring home a winner, Muskies!!!!

The B#@*! Pissed Me Off

It has rained continuously for 48 hours....enough already. Woke up to sunshine today, although a bit nippy. Who cares....give me light!
My traditional St. Patty's Day outing was another success. Celebrated the wearing of the green, listened to some bagpipers, drank a few beers (ok, a lot of beers) and pissed off my brother! See, he has this girlfriend who drives me crazy. Toward the end of the night I hear her in conversation with my sister talking about how psycho my brother's ex-wife is. The ex-wife who happens to be my friend. So I felt obliged to straighten out some information for her. Of course that entailed throwing out some facts that maybe she didn't want to hear...but damn, she pushed my buttons! Next thing I know the girl is in tears and my brother is pissed....although, if you knew the boy you would know he brought most of it on himself...well, all of it really! Such an end to what had been a glorious day. So I felt kind of bad for making her cry (even though she started it). I sent her an email to apologize for getting involved in the conversation and saying things I shouldn't have...and that after 100 beers it wasn't the time and place. WELL, girlfriend got an attitude with me and wants to try and put me in my place. NOW I wish I would have told her more! It's a damn soap opera! It does add a bit of excitement to my otherwise ordinary life, I might add. I told her that accepting apologies is a major social skill she needs to work on. I'm sure that didn't help at all. Oh well.........
Can't wait till next year's festivities. Somehow I don't think girlfriend will be joining us.
Peace out.....