I was picking cucumbers out of the garden, this morning and
was thinking about next years crop and recalled Ronnie talking about how us 3
(Ronnie, Tyler and me) would be super vigilant in finding the sneaky bastards
(seriously, army camo should be in cucumber because those bitches can hide
RIGHT in front of you!) And then I had the stark realization that there is ZERO
reason to be sure all 3 of us will be here next year. NONE. Why? Am I being philosophical?
One of us could be dead? No, no, no. Nothing like that. Pure mom moment here. I
had the stark realization (like a fierce slap on the chest) that Tyler is
graduating high school this year. Tyler is almost 18. Tyler, if he chooses it, could
be long gone next year. And my heart is crushed. Holy cow that came out of
nowhere. I mean, I have known it was coming but I didn’t FEEL it until just
now. No, no, no, no. Please. It is too soon.
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