Even a Good Weekend .....

.... can end being a little blue-colored.

We did have a good weekend.  Son #3 had his "small group" from church come to the lake, including the adult leaders.  We were really praying for smooth water.

And .... we go it.  : )

The kids started showing up on Saturday.  As soon as the first group came we loaded up the boat and headed out.

Here is Son #3, captaining the boat:

Here are some of his friends, enjoying the bouncy ride:

I rode with them for a while and then excused myself for most of the weekend.  I had told Son #3 that I would stay out of the way, try very hard to not embarrass him (yes, it goes against every fiber of my being), and just be there in case copious amounts of blood was spilled .... and to get up at 2:00 a.m. to tell them to go to bed, if need be.
I'm glad to say that no one bled to death.
Although one teen did get stabbed by the barb of a catfish, which he immediately stabbed to death once he got it out of his finger.  Please don't tell PETA about the catfish manslaughter  fish-slaughter.
The young man came up to the house to clean up the cut and to be administered first aid, which I was happy to provide (in the form of Neosporin and a band aid .... nothing too surgical).

The rest of the day was spent wake boarding, tubing, fishing, rope-swinging, grilling .... and making S'mores.  Then they stayed up watching movies and chatting until 2:00 a.m.
Fortunately, for them, I went to bed around 11:00 or so and was able to sleep through their fun through the wee hours.  Unfortunately, for them, one of the other adults did not.  She got up at 2:00 to tell them that the fun had now ended.
And so it did.
Yay.  For.  Her.

I woke up early today and enjoyed the quiet time reading.  I finished my book, "Two Kisses For Maddy".  I highly, highly, highly recommend it.
Highly.

I also continued the purging gig and cleaned out 2 closets and one room, so I felt like I had accomplished something .... even while I didn't have to be in charge of a bunch of teens.

I must say that it was very nice to just hide out in my room and not have to worry if anyone was drowning, breaking a limb, or burning themselves on the S'more fire.  The kids were great and the adults took care of everything.  I didn't have to cook or clean anything.
Loved it!

Son #3 and I left around 5:00 to return home.  I'm not sure if was finishing Matt's book, or watching Son #3 do all of the things that Jim used to do (clear up the dock, get the boat cleaned out and covered, lock up everything, etc.) .... but I started to feel really blue on the way home.
There are times that hit when I just miss him so much.
So.
Very.
Much.

I miss him and I miss being in a relationship.
I miss holding hands.
I miss being hugged.
I miss being held.
I miss having someone to spend time with on the weekends.
I miss having someone in my corner, no questions asked.
I miss waking up with him next to me.
I miss being loved.

I miss so much.

So, it was a good weekend.
The weather was beautiful, the kids were great and everyone had fun.

And yet .... I feel blue.
In spite of.

I.
Miss.
Him.