Thursday, October 26, 2006

Happy Stuff / no sad sh%t

This is the happy place right?

My world is crashing in but, I have lots in my life to be happy about and proud of. I got out and Winterized my yard. I cut down the last of the garden. These are Jalapeno peppers that are way past their prime. (and my dog digging a hole)




As bad as the allergies are I am still managing to enjoy the weather. My head is a solid block. Have you seen those Claritin commercials? I wish someone would pull that hazy layer off of me.

My son Jon was home we spent some fun time together, this is put-put. We watched some movies and spent some time just lying around talking. That is my favorite time with him. I was trying to drink in every moment with him. He would soon be off on the biggest adventure of his life.

I went to Hartsfield airport to drop him off today. You know have a touch a agoraphobia (fear of leaving the farm) and would rather have poured gas on my head and lit a match than go to the airport.

okay maybe not but, ...I thought of it.

I survived the airport and Jon is off to see the world - - literally.

He is headed off into the world alone carrying everything he will need to live for the next six months.

  • He flew out of Hartsfield to New Jersy
  • From New Jersy to Ireland
  • He is palning on participating in a 26 mile marathon this saturday in Dublin.
  • He will take the ferry to England and live out of his packpack and sleep in hostels.
  • He will eventually make his way to New Zealand
  • He will live in New Zealand a few months to prepare for the Ironman in march 07
  • Jon will be visiting Australia by next April.
  • He will then fly to Italy next April.

Jon has no plans after that. I suggested he get a J-O-B. Even though he is retired from the Navy at 26 years old, I still believe he should work.

I do encourage this trip and want him to soak in everything he will see, learn and experience. I find comfort in knowing that he feels assured that wherevere he goes and whatever he does he walks with my blessing and love. I am always only a flight away (theres always a but.) It's a mothers job to worry.

These Bob Segar lyrics keep playing in my head.

My hands were steady

My eyes were clear and bright

My walk had purpose

My steps were quick and light

And I held firmly

To what I felt was right

Like a rock
Like a rock,

I was strong as I could be

Like a rock, nothin ever got to me

Like a rock, I was something to see

Like a rock

And I stood arrow straight

Unencumbered by the weight

Of all these hustlers and their schemes

I stood proud, I stood tall

High above it all

Like a rock.

Signed,

jon's proud mom