I simply cannot explain how wonderful it is to have another adult around the house for 2 days.
He changed light bulbs for me, shoveled, took little boy sledding, played games, swept up the floor, cooked supper.
He was someone to talk to after little boy went to bed. He carried my Bible out to the car Sunday morning for me. He took us out to eat Saturday night.
He even rubbed my neck and took a pile of junk to the thrift store for me.
He is a wonderful brother certainly! However, just the fact that another adult was around to do some of the work was so wonderful.
For 2 days, my load was so much lighter and I am so thankful.
One thing that is hard about single parenting is all the work, all the energy a child requires, all the running, cooking etc. His visit was a blessed reprieve from that.
Another part of single parenting is the fact that there is no one to share with. No one to look over the head of a cute little boy and smile at each other over the funny thing he just said. No one to share about the day with.
We both love having my brother come visit, and although I’m so happy at any break I get, it’s a reminder again of all we are missing.