Last week was Fall Break for the girls. What this really means is this is the time of year where I have to entertain the kiddos while I'm scrawling out my biggest job of the year. 659 invitations as of a minute ago.
I officially hate Calligraphy.
The week before vacation, Moira, was sick for a couple of days.
I officially hate having sick children.
While taking her temperature every 20 minutes I tried to write out another envelope - unsuccessfully. It is only a matter of time before my house is burned down because I'm not delivering this gig on time.
I offically hate anyone named Junior. It's a bitch to write on an envelope. Be original and use a new name.
On one of Moira's sick days, Rich and I sat at the table to eat lunch and shoot the shit. Moira asks, point blank, "Is this what you do all day? Eat and talk? Don't ya'll work or something?" I looked at her and the 6 boxes of invitations to my right covered in my blood, sweat and tears and carefully exused myself from the table.
I officially hate being told I don't work.
On Friday we decided to drive down the Talimena Pass. More like, we love Kings of Leon and watched Talihina Sky awhile back and thought since we are non planners, let's go all Bluegrass and drive down to that part of the state. and maybe find a decendant or two.
During the drive I found a town in which you couldn't use a toilet to save your life. I almost dropped trou on a bank floor because they thought humans using their bathroom happened to threaten their safety.
I left my cell phone on the hood of our car. I found it two miles later still ontop of the car. The only problem was it was raining 90 to nothing and we were going 70 miles an hour. In the end we were able to find all the pieces of my phone and it worked. The screen wasn't even cracked.
Thank GOD! someone was giving me a break.
We stopped in Talihina and stayed at the only place we could find a vacancy. A motel.
We communed with bikers and the like and thankfully, no bed bug bites were to be had.
I do have to say, we were up and out of 'em by like 8am. Offical record for this clan.
We hiked, we fell and screamed shit in the forest. We laughed, we cried and talked about Thalon being on our walk with us in the middle of nowhere.
Truth be told, I felt him there. A whisper of breeze glancing through the trees. The most I have ever felt his presence since his death.
I want to go back.

Oh mama, how I wish you could have him back. With all my heart I wish it. That he could be back amongst you, where he belongs. Hugs. It's all I have to offer. xoxoxox
Posted by: Tricia (irishsamom) | 16 October 2012 at 07:53 PM
This post made me laugh (dropped trou) and then made me silent. I don't know how it feels to lose a child, but I pray for you and Thalon (even if Rich doesn't believe in a God of sorts, I know you do). And I LOVE the picture of the girls walking on the tracks into the fog. xoxo
Posted by: Stephanie Bice | 16 October 2012 at 08:03 PM
~659 invites!? Are they inviting the whole town?
~Spur of the moment trips are sometimes even better than the planned ones.
~I hope you find many other quiet places that let you feel your sweet boy's presence.
Posted by: mommabird2345 | 16 October 2012 at 08:25 PM
hey,nice to hear your voice.
Posted by: Heather | 16 October 2012 at 09:09 PM
This gave me chills. I am sure he was there with you! You sound more and more like me, taking off on some crazy adventure or hike. YEAHHH! PS. I need to watch that documentary.
Posted by: 180360 | 16 October 2012 at 09:19 PM
Your broken heart makes my heart ache. You are doing AMAZEBALLS for a mama who lost her baby. Don't forget it. Only a mother could understand how crippled you are by the pain. One day your girls are going to have babies and call you up and cry with you, mother to mother. Anyway, this is off topic, but I just want to tell you that you are my hero.
Posted by: M | 16 October 2012 at 09:25 PM
I hope you find more places where you feel Thalon with you so keenly. He's always there, but sometimes there's just too much else going on, right?
Over 600 invitations? I don't think I've known that many people in my whole life. I hope they're paying you by the letter...
Kids are rotten. And they think no one ever works - except them, at school. Good thing they're cute.
Posted by: a | 16 October 2012 at 09:34 PM
this is by FAR one of my fav posts of yours. And I've been around a long time.
Cheers, lady.
Posted by: Tracie | 16 October 2012 at 10:00 PM
I love this post...the entire thing!
Posted by: stacey | 16 October 2012 at 10:20 PM
I love this post! What a great trip! Don't forget that Thalon is with you, always.
Posted by: Jen | 17 October 2012 at 08:28 AM
I'm crying. I love/hate you.
Posted by: Dana | 17 October 2012 at 10:00 AM
<3 Y'all deserve moments like those. Glad you were able to find them. <3
Posted by: Jill | 17 October 2012 at 10:20 AM
Beautiful Shana, just beautiful.
Posted by: Missy | 17 October 2012 at 11:37 AM
Gorgeous pictures. Sounds like a seriously incredible trip, on multiple levels. Thinking of you, friend.
Posted by: M | 17 October 2012 at 11:45 AM
I'm so glad you felt him. I hope he's ever more present in the future.
Seriously, over 659 invites. The hell? We'll be needing deets on this whole event as I'm sure it will be ridiculous.
Posted by: Gamanda | 17 October 2012 at 12:00 PM
Had to laugh at Moira's question. Sounds like a very nice impromptu adventure. Glad your phone survived it's adventure too. So happy that you felt Thalon's presence. ((HUGS)) The pictures are cute and I'm happy to see you in them. I recently did a post on that!
Posted by: Debby Pucci | 17 October 2012 at 05:19 PM
OH, Moira! The teenagers in this house feel the same way about me. I don't work outside of the house so that must mean I am to wait on them and serve them. I'm pretty sure they think I sit around all day doing nothing. Sigh....
Your handwriting is beautiful. I hope you are being paid well for the time it takes to address all of those envelopes. Ugh! I can't imagine.
I'm so glad you had a great trip. Take care!
Posted by: Julie | 18 October 2012 at 09:26 AM
THIS -> A whisper of breeze glancing through the trees <- I love THIS! Bless your heart! I am sure he was there w/ you. I cannot imagine what you go through on a daily basis. You are stronger than I.
We've been thinking about leaving the big ol' city for a drive out there - these pics really make me want to now.
Posted by: Ashley | 18 October 2012 at 03:57 PM
I've heard some beautiful things about Talihina, but that you could feel Thalon there with you = most beautiful thing ever. Big hugs.
Posted by: Sarah | 19 October 2012 at 12:30 AM
I know.... I don't feel my son is with me very often, but every once in a while I am blessed with a moment, a feeling, a whisper on a breeze, and I know, he's still here.
Posted by: Virginia | 19 October 2012 at 11:15 AM
Love this, Shana.
Posted by: Betsy | 19 October 2012 at 11:32 AM
Great picture of the girls on the train tracks!
Posted by: Betsey Hurtado-Lemay | 19 October 2012 at 09:23 PM
Lovely post. Especially love the photo of your husband and the girls, with a view of the trail through the woods, as if everyone is waiting for a little someone to catch up to the group...I'm glad you felt him with you there, and wish you more moments like that on your journey through this life.
Posted by: Lisa | 21 October 2012 at 10:24 PM
I, too, love that you were able to feel a flutter of Thalon again in the solace and strength of the trees. Like your own enchanted forest. I hope it somehow brought you a tiny bit of peace, even if it was only for a moment or two.
xoxox
Posted by: Kris | 25 October 2012 at 06:58 AM