Sometimes you just need to be reminded.

January 22, 2015  · 

My Mornings are basically the same but “ever so often” there is a better than usual chuckle in them. I nag Isaiah just about from the time he gets up until we go out the door. He gets up 2 hours before he has to leave and that allows time to get distracted between each basic task. And there is always something right at 8 a.m. so that we do not leave until 8:08. Then we listen to the radio and discuss world events and music all the way to school. Well this morning, I had started the car as usual so Isaiah and I neither one have to wear a heavy coat or gloves, no matter how many pretty hats, scarves, coats and gloves I love to buy but hate to wear. We get in the car and the fuel light is on and I have no idea when it came on, as usual. And of course since we are our usual 8 minutes late, I cannot run through the Marathon and top off the tank to get us there. And as usual I am wearing my favorite cleaning clothes that only my closest friends and family know about, my capri sweatpants and my old bobcat sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off and paint all over it. (Gene and I have an agreement, if there is a bad wreck on the way to school, he will not identify my body. He will swear the car was carjacked.) So as I am driving and wishing for enough fuel to get Isaiah to school and back to the station, Isaiah says, “And it would be bad to run out of gas dressed like that”. I assured him I would call AAA and lock myself in the car until they got there. So we continue on and I drop him off and I always tell him I love him and he does not respond. Gone are the days of telling me he loves me and kissing me good-bye with the line of cars behind me. So then I add more than anything in the world and he turns and sticks his head back in the car and says, “And I know that”. So maybe no damage is done by the nagging.