Life is Changing

Changes have taken hold here in the Rorick home.

Life is much quieter. The television isn't on as much. Video games aren't played. Most importantly, there is one less person to have as part of a conversation.

The house is cleaner. And even more bizarre, it has a way of staying cleaner longer. There's not as much stuff to put away or clean. I think we've only used the dishwasher four times since he left. The shoe pile by the door isn't nearly so large.

The office is a lot cleaner once we stored all his hockey and baseball equipment. We can even close the closet door now! My husband was in awe.

The smiley face on the back of Aaron's truck
greets us every day. 

We finally took his Scout truck down to his cousin's to have some more work done on it. We also finally got the other Scout truck that was being used for parts towed out of the back yard and sold for scrap. Now we just have his red Dodge Dakota smiling at us as we pull up to the front curb every day.

We tend to eat supper without the television on. Did I mention things are quieter? Oh, and we changed the lighting in the dining room to a more romantic setting. We're also eating more leftovers. I guess we haven't made our recipes much smaller, so there seems to be a serving remaining.

For some reason, I am finding I actually get the remote control more often. We only have one television. Hard to believe, but true. Usually I used to let the guys manage the programs, but now I sometimes find something that isn't just about making money, but actually has a real story line in it.

As a couple, we're doing pretty well. We're pleased at how we're re-connecting after having a son in the house for 18 years. But...

...after a month, I must confess...I am beginning to miss my son. 

The first few weeks were really okay. It was much like a honeymoon. There was a newness in the air. The clean and quiet house was nice. However, the lack of Aaron's voice and laughter is making this mom a little melancholy now and then.

We continue to work through the communication conundrum. Aaron doesn't seem too homesick, so we're not really obsessing over how often we talk. He sends messages to his Dad fairly often. Sometimes Aaron and I will chat through social media. Once a week we try to actually talk...you know, like in the old days, where you can actually hear the person!??

Overall, we're doing okay...but things sure have changed.