I've decided I need my morning quiet time more than I need my 8-9 hours of sleep. Up at 7am to enjoy a very large cup of coffee. Everyone still sleeping soundly in their ice cold bedrooms while the dog slumbers at my feet (he was kinda irritated I took him out so early in the rainy 34 degree weather.) I'm probably going to hate my electric bill but Maui clothes are the only ones I can find right now! And one thin sweater!
Headlines are scanned, e-mails read (Sunday is a light day!) and Facebook viewed. I thought I better get in a blog while I can still think a bit.
It's a little bit of grieving as I go through Mr. Ralph's things here. A few tears with Kate when we remember where he got that t-shirt or that hat. And how many pairs of shoes he had. Who owns that many black belts!?? Braeden saying "I just want my Poppa back." And the funny stories begin. Memories! Even Braeden remembers some ... and he was just two and a half when Poppa died. So we will help him keep those memories alive.
Tomorrow is Jesse's (the Baby Dad ... no wedding yet after ten years) day off. I'm going to ask him to move all the boxes OUT of the living room (about 50 letter size storage boxes) and put them in the office. At least then we will have a serene living area and dining area. Today I hope to get the kitchen boxes emptied and everything into their proper place.