This Morning…

Standard

june2016 438

This morning, this boy is picking up his bed. He is packing up his belongings: the things that he brought and the souvenirs and other things that he bought. He has a pocketful of money, earned by working for folks while he was here, and big plans for what he’ll do with it. He is saying goodbye to the dogs, with extra pats and belly rubs in between  preparations to leave. They’ve become good friends over the last two weeks.

My daughter is packing up her own few things as she keeps Tommy moving along. They are going on the ferry boat this morning. I delayed my work day until after I see them off. We’ll go to town for breakfast, as soon as we’re all packed and ready. Right now, it’s all business, a flurry of getting ready, anticipation of going. Later, when this house is quiet, I’ll start missing this boy.

 

Advertisements

About cindyricksgers

I am an artist. I live on an island in northern Lake Michigan, USA. I have two grown daughters, four strong, smart and handsome grandsons and one beautiful, intelligent and charming granddaughter. I live with two spoiled dogs. I love walking in the woods around my home, reading, writing and playing in my studio.

2 responses »

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s