A Good Cry

My shopping is done
Avoided the crazy rush
Now I can have fun

That was my attempt at a Haiku.

I've lost my marbles. In my crazy day of getting all my grocery shopping finished I forgot to show up to my mothers for supper. Poor woman thought I had run off the road. All is well now. she brought dinner to me and it was yummy :) thanks mom.

Funny how we mothers/wives, do that. We allow our brains to go to the worst possible place. I do that on occasion to my poor husband. I'll run through his funeral and even picture my life after he is gone. I always end up sobbing into my pillow.

I think it is my way of preparing for the worst case scenario....kind of like Murphy's Law. If I imagine it will happen it never will.
It also reminds me of just how much I love him. I mean...I am aware of my love for him, but I like to remind myself of what it would feel like to lose him. I end up appreciating him that much more and he always ends up with more kisses and hugs when he comes home. So really....it is a win/win situations :)

That and sometimes I just need an excuse for a good cry.

Women....we are so weird eh?