Today would have been my Mother’s 100th birthday. She died unexpectedly a year following the death of her own mom, and was buried on my birthday. I shall miss her always.
“Somewhere in a memory,
Someone wiped away a tear
Held me close and loved me
Thank you, Mother dear.”
I used to have this little poem (author unknown) hanging on our kitchen wall. But I took it down, as I cried every time I read it. After 26 years without her, I still cry.
My drafts folder is full of out-of-date, half-written blog posts. The last 13 months have been busy, busy, busy with kitchen remodeling and home repairs. What began as a 90-day project (which went seamlessly) turned into us realizing what others have known: You make one room in your house really nice, and everything else looks like kaka. We ended up painting most of our lower level’s rooms, up the stairway and the upper hallway. Roofs of our house and garage were replaced, garage doors rebuilt, and many minor repairs completed. Two days before Christmas, just as we thought things were settling, our furnace died. After two weeks without heat, a new, energy efficient natural gas unit was in place. The main AC unit is also new, as the refrigerant for the old one is no longer made. We are, in a word, exhausted. But we love our new kitchen and are happy to have so many overdue items taken care of.
After 33 years of travel teaching, I retired at the end of the year. I’ll miss that part of my life, but want to concentrate on my own work and ideas. I also want to spend more time with our two adorable grandchildren! They are already 2 and 3, and I don’t want to miss a moment of it.
I have big plans for this year which include downsizing my “collections” and getting super organized, writing decent blog posts, making more quilts and most importantly, spending more time with friends.
Wishing all of you a belated happy Groundhog Day and an even later Happy New Year!
While snow falls in other parts of the country, we’ve enjoyed lovely, warm temperatures. Yesterday, it was 77 degrees in Charlotte! Many were out in shorts, walking their babies, running, walking their dogs. I’m not ready for the 25 degrees expected tomorrow morning. Obviously, I should have been taking advantage of our warm days instead of working inside.
The day is overcast, perfect for photography. I’m headed out now, camera in hand, to capture a last glimpse of autumn.
Hope it’s warm where you are!
When I began blogging in 2007, I wrote almost daily. I was excited to have a forum in which to share my life through thought and photography. A lot has happened since then. Not only am I busier than ever, I’m not at all the same person I was seven years ago.
Great joy has come to me, through the birth of two adorable grandchildren. Leven and Ira, 3 and 2, are my heart, the center of everything I do. Friends who were grandparents had said, “Just wait. There is no way to tell you how wonderful it is.” How very true were those words. Blessings be!
I view things differenetly now, with an entirely new perspective. Things which seemed important to me in the past now seem trivial. My greatest treasures are my family and friends. They’ve all been lifelines.
“If I ‘d known I was going to live this long, I would have taken better care of myself,” attributed to Eubie Blake and others. Aging brings wisdom, but also health issues. I’ve now outlived my father; my older sister has outlived both our parents as well as her late husband. We all have the usual aches and pains. I have a host of issues, most of which I don’t even think about. The exception is macular degeneration, which threatens central vision. But after almost three years of treatment, I can still see quite well. I am so thankful for my wonderful retina specialist, Rick Weidman, and the researchers who developed the miracle drug Eylea. I’m counting on being able to watch my grandbabies grow up!
I’m sewing once more, following a sabbatical in which I underwent three hand surgeries. Finishing Ira’s quilt is my top priority. After 33 years of travel teaching, I’ve decided to retire at the end of the year. I want to work on my own projects now. And of course spend a lot more time with the grandbabies.
Thanks to those who still check my blog occasionally for “something new” and not giving up when you see the page is unchanged. Watch this space!
This beautiful, hand-painted gourd birdhouse was a gift from my baby sister, Patty Cramer. It was purchased in Pennsylvania Amish Country (in the oddly named Intercourse, Blue Ball and Climax area). We think it’s perfect in our new kitchen. Patty has excellent taste, and has sent us several bluebird themed items over the years. Don’t you just love the pretty gourd shape with it’s jaunty stem and perky handle?
Thank you, Patty!