Tough Week

This is not the first time that I have taken care of the kids while Lori is away on a business trip.  It has happened many times in the past, and I never gave it much thought.  It was just something that needed to be done, and I did it.  I never liked her being away for 4 or 5 days, but I knew that it was necessary.  This trip however, has a very different feeling for me.  It now feels like a warm up for my upcoming life.  I must say, that thought or interpretation leaves a very horrible and wanting taste in my mouth. 

There is just a hollowness to the surroundings.  It's like trying to finish a puzzle, but having a piece missing.  I of course do not dare mention this emptiness to the kids, and they are no more worse for wear.  They just see it as another trip, and mom will be home soon.  Me, well, I can't help but morn.

Oh well, if this is my sentence, then I will make the most of it, and continue to be the best dad that I can for the two angels that count on their daddy every day for strength and love.  Hopefully that will be enough for us all.

A Wounded Deer -- leaps highest by Emily Dickinson

A Wounded Deer -- leaps highest --
I've heard the Hunter tell --
'Tis but the Ecstasy of death --
And then the Brake is still!

The Smitten Rock that gushes!
The trampled Steel that springs!
A Cheek is always redder
Just where the Hectic stings!

Mirth is the Mail of Anguish
In which it Cautious Arm,
Lest anybody spy the blood
And "you're hurt" exclaim! 

 William