She left behind all of the things that documented the good happy times we shared. Most of them have been put or thrown away. I am surprised by one occasionally. Like a little mine it pops off. If she took something with her like the digital picture frame all references to our happy times have been deleted. The kids noted it. My daughter said it is as if her mother was created about three years ago.
This affects my children. This affects me. They love the memory of their mother, as I still do my wife, however we need to love ourselves also. They need to love themselves enough to keep moving forward. I also share this need. I am getting there. It is a process.
Maudlin that seems.
So yea, changes to the house are ongoing. I doubt I’ll need a dining room anytime soon, sooo I have moved tables and chairs out and I will retask the room with a weight bench from the basement. I am tired of the dog whining from the top of the stairs.
I borrowed the TV from the RV, bought a blue ray player and now stream my television. I need to find a better cabinet and finish the hook ups for local stations, all in due time. Bow season for eastern white tail deer begins Saturday in Ohio
No velvet Elvis ehhh?
BITS Me 55, ACK, when did that happen? Doesn't feel like 55 D 30 S 27
You create your own universe as you go along - Winston Churchill
