I know you don't want to hear it but Fall is coming. I know this because Thomas started JK last week, and I started back at Uni, and Mat's schedule is nuts again, and Maddy is just loving life - as she does - plus I had to find socks last week. But change is… Continue reading And so it begins…
The popular series the Crown chronicles the story of Queen Elizabeth It begins when the Crown passes to her, too early. Her father should have lived many more years allowing her to enjoy her life with her young family. But that wasn't to be, the Crown passed to her and she assumed the role of… Continue reading The Crown
I'm not a gardener. I have never been and suspect I may never be! I love, love, love flowers, and have total respect for a beautiful garden, but am not able to differentiate between weed and wonder when actually looking at them. I appreciate how much work they are, and also how wonderful they can… Continue reading Growing…
We're painting the upstairs of the house. The plan is for us to move up from the basement apartment into the main house. And for grandpa to move down into the apartment. We're swapping spaces. The kids are cautiously excited about having their own rooms painted blue and purple at their request. We're going to… Continue reading New Beginnings
My birthday was yesterday. After coffee in bed from the children, I spent most of my day in a total fog. Unable to determine which way was up. Mid-afternoon I decided that we needed flowers for our birthday party. I walked into the flower shop and the first thing I saw was a bucket of… Continue reading Can’t stop the tears.
One of my children's favourite songs at the moment is Frozen's Let it go... although they sing it Letting go. While I'm not a huge fan of the movie the song hits home in so very many ways. I'm in the process of clearing out my mothers home. Boxes after boxes hold stories of a… Continue reading Letting go.
Grandma has a beautiful new home. It's made of hand carved wood. It has a beautiful dove ascending to heaven on it. Today that beautiful box is being buried. "Can I dig the hole mummy?" "No love, the cemetery people will dig the hole." "but I want to!!!" "Maybe you can help, or make it… Continue reading Grandma’s Box