For those counting at home, that’s how many grandbabies we have now. Three of them are boys- one boy per family with one daughter having two daughters and no sons.

We have yet to hold four of them, and one of them is walking now.

Four of our girls are married.

The kids live in four states and 2 countries (coz the Cherub is with us in the PHilippines), but one of them is moving back to our state this summer which excites me unbelievably.

If we could afford to live here for the school year and go home for the summers that would be perfect, in my world. My husband says no, he needs Christmas at home in the U.S. too.

I don’t really feel the passing of time the same way most people do. It’s a weird thing, but it’s my thing and it has made living in the Philippines easier for me than it is for my husband. It made being a military wife easier for me, too. But sometimes, the passing of time ambushes me and slams me in the back and I am hit with the weight of many missed moments and experiences and I am super home-sick for a bit and then it passes and I return to my normal Groundhog Day state of limbo, until the next time.

I do have a growing pile of pasalobong (souveneirs, travel gifts) in my closet, however, including what is probably a lifetime supply of notebooks with cute covers. Also, I feel a burning need to go shopping tomorrow and stock up on a few more stuffed animals, toy jeepneys, and Hello Kitty everythings.

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  1. Lisa Beth W.
    Posted March 8, 2018 at 10:43 am | Permalink

    I am sure it must be a somewhat of a blessing to have that different sense of the passing of time, considering what life has been like in times past and is like for you now. I am acutely aware of the passing of time, and I am a big enough suck to feel like I’ve missed out on too much if I don’t see one of my grandkids for a week! I won’t say anymore about that here…

    • Headmistress
      Posted March 9, 2018 at 8:07 am | Permalink

      It is comforting, or comfortable? Peaceful? I mostly really do not mind it. There are drawbacks- I miss deadlines all the time. I don’t accomplish as much as others who have a keener sense of passing time. But I prefer it.
      Oddly, I am pretty sure that growing up abused is the cause of not having a sense of passing time. I read an explanation somewhere that in certain types of abuse, your own future is stolen- you can’t plan tomorrow, and you have nothing but pain to look forward to so you stop and just live in the here and now.

      I think it would cause me a lot more trouble in daily life if I were married to a different sort of person, or not married at all.

  2. Lisa Beth W.
    Posted March 10, 2018 at 9:11 am | Permalink

    I was wondering if your past had something to do with it.
    You are indeed blessed in your husband. 🙂

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