Posted 08-15-2003 at 17:29:17
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Long time no seeeeeeeeen...
I'm a poor old granny , and you know it!!
So many threads...and so little time..
The moving is done.
But, when you move into a new home almost always you have an empty house to bring all your stuff to, right?
For me? not this time.
As I told you before, I'm moving into my dad's home. All his furniture is there, also my mom's treasures.
He's getting married next week and moving into a new home with his new bride.
He's not taking anything.
So....I have a homey, crazy sort of home right now.
All my things are in the basement. An open basement.
I'm allowed to give away his furniture, kitchen ware and everything or anything in his home to my brothers and sister. Not an easy task I should say, but everybody is comfortable with what I'm doing, or so it seems.
These are crazy times for me.
My mom passed away last year. My dad is getting married next saturday.
I'm re-doing, or redecorating my MOM'S home.My home now.
Never thought it would be so dificult. [Les..please excuse my spelling..:-)]
So many memmories..
I'm the oldest of the four children.
Two daughters and two sons. My dad's comming wedding has me in a whirlwind of emotions.
He's happy. What can we do but bless him, right?
My parents were married for 49 years. They were so happy, so in love, so connected...
Shutt!! I know I'm not making much sense right now..
I haven't had much time to share lately with you guys, but I stole some time to come over and just..hm..unload??
Oh well, whatever.
My mom's sister, my dear dear aunt, is not happy with my dad's marriage.
My 'twin' brother just moved two days ago to Texas, and he's not happy with my dad's new life, haven't heard much from my only sister.
oh I don't know...I try to keep a nice atitude about all this...
I mean...my mom is gone. And I know my dad will never forget her. They were ONE of an item..you know what I mean??
I never saw them fighting, not once.
If she asked for something? my dad would comply at once!! The same the other way around.
The were a beautiful couple. We all would look up to them wishing our marriage lives would be the same as theirs.
Then my mom , or some higher power decides her time among us is over...
It was really, too much to bear.
She was our guiding light, you know? the one to keep us together, the Matron.
Friends, neighbors, family and you name it...would always turn to her for guidance[?].
Now...here I am. Never thought about this before, before I moved into Her home.
Here I am, but I'm different. I'm me.
oh yes, I want to keep the family together like I always did. But right now? I'm all mixed up. Gotta find a way to make my family understand that my mom is gone, and that there's only me here, and my dad is still alive, and still breathing.
Now country friends, it's up to you to make some sense out of all this babbling..