I’ve changed so much with the passing years. Things that once gave me great pleasure no longer hold any interest. I’m happiest when I’m home, puttering around the kitchen, walking thru my flowers, playing with my dogs, remembering the good times…
My memories of mother come often now, and they’re happy memories. Thoughts of her and the things she did brings a smile to my face daily. I find myself doing things that she used to do, like cutting fresh roses from the garden for my kitchen, washing my lettuce in her favorite stainless steel bowl that I talk about so often, even sticking the knife in the lettuce the way she used to. A basket of napkins sit on the counter, just simple things like this give me so much pleasure.
Our family is on the move this month. Ryan, Lindsay and bebe Abby are returning from her birthday week with her family in Washington State today. John and Deanna are leaving in the morning for their vacation in Europe. They’re going to Switzerland, driving thru Italy, and they’re going to Tuscany, and Verona, too. Oh, how I look forward to the pictures and hearing about the italian countryside, the villages, and the people.
I’m missing Abby already and I just saw her two weeks ago. She talks on the phone to me now, she yells “Hi,” “Hi,” “Hi.” I think there will be a trip to Lexington in our near future.
But for today, I’m content to be home with the dogs and my music, just kicking back with a good book this afternoon.
Safe journey, dear family, life is good…
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