Sitting here in Memphis, in our hotel room, nearly home, I reflect back on the last 28 days with Janice and the boys. We're almost home; two more days on the road and we'll be dropping the boys off with their mom and dad, and my love and I will complete our trip back home.
I am so grateful for the time with loved ones. Most people aren't in a position to do what we've done; I'm so thankful for being able to realize yet another dream I've had for a long time.
As I've said in earlier posts, parts of the trip have not been easy. Traveling with little ones is a real challenge. Most folks we told we were doing the trip with our grandsons told us we were crazy. I knew the boys were manageable and that we'd be okay. Some even predicted the trip would be cut short so they could go back to mom and dad. Those people don't know my boys. I've kept them singly and together since they were very small, and I think I have a tight bond with each of them. I spank when it's needed. They know I will, and while they're small, they're pretty controllable. Yes, the spankings will not be a solution much longer, but I want them to learn about authority and listening to eld
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