Here comes Peter Cottontail...

My mom comes in tonight!

It's been three months since I've seen my mom, but today she'll be here! I know that almost seems silly. I would go from August to November without seeing my mom, and usually she'd only get a phone call with me on Sunday afternoon after both of us had been to church.

But things have changed.

I'd come home for a week in November. Two weeks later after an enormous amount of studying and late night readings topped by finals, I'd drive home for a month. And we'd celebrate Christmas and New Year's and any other excuse we could think of to make comfort food and sweet desserts, and then I'd go back to school for another three months. March usually brought me to her or her to me. And then two months later I'd be back home for another three. We'd work together a lot during the summer, so my mom and I would hang out a lot.

Everytime I left, even if it was for just a week, I'd say, "Ma, I'll be home _____. It won't be too long." Now, I never know when our next meeting will be. That breaks my heart a little each time I leave. Not just because I can't give her that little reassurance, but because I can't give it to myself either.

Sean's father and brother are coming in. They've convinced Seth to come to Harding, so he'll be joining us in Arkansas in August. But he needs to try out for all the wonderful music groups at Harding, so he's coming up this weekend.

Unfortunately, my mother-in-law can't come.

Okay, I know my relationship with my mother-in-law has been less than stable. But I'm sad that Sean doesn't get to see his mom for some time now. Like my mom, we never know when the next time is that we will see his parents. Granted, they'll definitely be here in August to move Seth in, but until then, he won't get to see his mom for eight months possibly. Also, it's because she's sick. No one wants to be sick, especially during holiday times.

Although, I am grateful that I don't have to clean like I would if she were coming. Men genetically can't see dirt like women can, and my mom realizes that anything is an improvement compared to the way my bedroom used to be.

I'm getting everything ready to throw Easter for us on Saturday (due to Seth and Jackie's early departure on Sunday), so I am excited for throwing my first shindig type event for family. It's going to be simple: meat and cheese tray with condiments and rolls to accompany, fruits, veggies, and sidedishes to fit my Weight Watcher's lifestyle. But I'm excited.

Wish me luck!