May 19th marked the second year anniversary of our move out of Florida and back to where I grew up in the Chicago suburbs. Many of you who followed me in Florida, know how much I wanted out. Still, I wasn’t sure how well I’d do back home after twenty-seven years away.
I apologize to those of you who have read this before. I’ve actually posted it two other times . . . for sentimental reasons. Thank you for indulging me. Happy Easter to those celebrating and have a great weekend everyone.
Some people might remember their passed-away loved ones, on special days like their birthday, or on the day they died. I tend to remember my Grandma on this Thursday every year. It’s not her birthday which is September 13th, nor is it the day she died, December 4th. It’s also not this date, April 13th, that has any significance. It is today … a Holy day … the Thursday before Easter, that always brings back sweet memories of my Grandma. Continue reading “A Special Thursday”
Have you ever been baffled by someone in your family? Okay, let me clarify.
My mom has only lived in two places since I was born … the house I was raised in, and the house she moved to after I left the nest.
We’ve had six inches of snow or better for the last three weekends in a row. On top of that, my husband and I had a cyclone hit our house. It was named JNC. A picture of it is below. Continue reading “Winter Cyclone”
My head is spinning from the whirlwind that has been my life since the 4th of July. We still have about a dozen boxes to unpack in our new home, plus need to hang pictures and decorate. There will be more updating to the house as well, but at least the major fixes are done for a few years.
In the mean time, I find myself experiencing the stages of grief over losing my mother-in-law three weeks ago.