Home Alone

I am home alone (without Meredith or Nathan) for I think the first time in 7 weeks. At least for the first time in a long time. If mom and baby are out and about I am normally out too. I had forgotten how much I like being home alone. But the weird thing is that I keep thinking that Nathan is around. I feel guilty for sitting here and not going to check on him. When I wanted to run a cup into the kitchen and throw it away I found myself thinking that I “better not leave before I check on…” and then I remembered there wasn’t a baby there. It isn’t like this everywhere I go. I am not constantly looking for his carrier when I am in Wal-Mart, but apparently I have gotten so accustom to his presence that now I feel weird when he isn’t here.

Again, there is a devotion lurking in this. Something about how people notice if they come to church and they don’t “have an experience” or worship or whatever, but most of them are blissfully unaware that God is missing from their everyday lives or something, but I have a cold today and don’t feel like fleshing it out. So why don’t one of you great regulars see if you can come up with something poignant and witty. (Bonus points if you make the right people mad in the process. Double bonus points if you send me an email with the names of the “right people”) 

2 thoughts on “Home Alone

  1. Andrew says:

    Triple if you post them in the comments section?

  2. Hambone_loves_jesus says:

    Hello, I saw that shirt for the first time about a month ago! I laughed me butt off……do you LARP?
    E-Mail me if you do I would like to talk to you some more. Hambone_717@yahoo.com

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