Cody took Cole to his parents house with him to hang out for a few hours. So, I am here because I have laundry from Cody's Business trip to do and some cleaning that I would like to get done and a dog to take to the groomer.
I sat to read the bible and picked up what I thought was originally Cody's grandpa's bible (which i have looked thru a few imes before) however, I ACTUALLY read the first page and this bible is really originally Cody's great grandpas and it is dated Dec. 25th, 1918. Wow! Anyways, so I started flipping thru it like I usually do to see what he has underlined or to read all the things that grandpa cut out and stuck in there and I found this poem. It is weird because I am sitting alone looking out our patio door at all the fingerprints and streaks on the glass, however this is not really something that bothers me because they have been there for probably two months. Anyways, this poem is good reminder on what matter when days are hard and never ending...

It's called "I Sit and Rock Alone"

Just yesterday it seems my children
Played upon the floor
And I wiped countless fingerprints
from the window plane and door

I kissed away a thousand tears
and darned sock after sock
And tried to keep pace with the hands
That raced around the clock.

And Often when at the end of day
Too tired to sleep, in bed I lay.
I'd think how nice when, children
grown,
My time again should be my own.

So, now I sit and rock alone,
My hands at rest, the work all done;
No little tots upon the floor,
No fingerprints upon the door.

No socks to mend, bruises to kiss-
Ah me! How could I know I'd miss
The very things I grudged to do?
Dear, God, if only there might be
Someone again who needed me!

Author Unknown