Wham Bam

I want to show you my daffodils blooming in the garden on the south side of the house. But doing so would involve taking a picture, uploading it to my computer, then uploading to the website. Which would require my postponement of today's post.

So I'll leave it to your imagination as to how beautiful they are.

I am committed to staying on schedule and posting every week day in spite of Nature not needing my care or even concern to do her thing. Life goes on regardless of our troubles and burdens.

The father of a friend of mine passed away last week. He was a member of the Sandwich Generation also and we used to share battle stories, especially since his father was the same age as mine. No longer a "member," but he is mourning his loss. He said he figured he'd get through everything ok, "be all manly and stuff" as he said. Until someone came near with a hint of tears.

This was a topic of discussion yesterday with my writer's group. The pain never really does go away. Life is cruel and relentless. One friend said she is sad for her late sister, because she (my friend) gets to be with her sister's grandchildren while her sister can't be them and enjoy them.

The loss I feel for my mother is the same. Not so much for myself as a grown woman, but for the lost relationship she would enjoy so much with my son, and vice versa. Yes, they had 6 years together, but he is almost a grown man now. He was the apple of her eye, and I can just imagine her love for and pride in him now.

I truly hope our loved ones can still look in on us from time to time.

Junie