It was a good day…

Taylor and I agreed. It was the most perfect day it could be...without Dad. Taylor and I started our Saturday by sleeping in. Weekends aren't always the best for me. I don't do well with "open" time. Scheduling is my friend, as, in the past, all my free time I made available to spend with Archie.  To make a long story short, weekends I am usually up extremely late/early so I can fall asleep...

Label Free Feelings

Quiet night. Taylor rests with the bean comfy bag warmed up, wrapped in a blanket and no, we do not have air conditioning on. Perry Mason is visiting again in a hushed tone as Taylor's headache has returned. She heads to bed early leaving the fury kids and me. They kept wanting to go out, three minutes later in, 10 minutes later out, 5 minutes later in, 15 minutes later out--you get the picture....

Holiday Check Lists

Grief Share: wow! I wish we would have touched on the topic, ooooh, a week or two ago... Holidays and special dates: Really? That is life. They said if we know a special date is coming, the earlier we start planning, the better (my birthday: deer in the headlights). Memorial Day? Let's see...Archie worked every Saturday unless he took off to do something specific, sooo....we never had two days in...

Stuff on this Journey

On Taylor and my journey, the biggest challenge, at least for today, is the "stuff."  The long weekend is coming...fun right? Not so much when this is our first long weekend w/out Archie. A holiday with a hole. Last year, of course, we didn't celebrate or do anything special because everything was too stressful. Honestly, we don't even remember the Memorial Day weekend. It didn't matter, though....

Coffee, Music, and a Smile

I think I shocked Taylor. We moved the fifth piece of furniture and Taylor finally settled into her room. She was like,"Mom, it's time to rest." hmmm...maybe. I sat for a bit, but was thinking about the cantata at church. Cantata's were definitely not Archie's thing. We both liked soulful choirs like the movie Sister Act and Sister Act II, but a regular choir, not so much. Should I go by myself?...

Labor and Rest

A new day. Last Sunday stunk. I don't want to do that Sunday again, EVER, thank you. Pastor Dave says,"Doing what you've always done will get you what you've always got," or something to that effect. Time for a change. Taylor is still catching up from her trip, so she stayed home. I had a choice to stay with her or venture out on my own, remembering how much "fun" last week was. Not. Let's try...

Flashbacks Mixed with Reality

Taylor's home!!! She got home around 3:30ish Friday morning. We talked for about an hour and then she retired and so did I...for an hour. Taylor was very grateful that she had the opportunity to step away from reality for a while. She got to see the area of her favorite childhood sitcom, Full House, and take a picture in front the "Lady Fingers." She walked the streets of where Psych was...

Rain and Hope

Rain, rain, go away, come again another day. It's raining, it's pouring... . Taylor's escape to California didn't quite turn out the way she had planned. Lord willing, by the time you read this Taylor will be on the ground, but this time in Chicago. Their plane left California but approximately 30 minutes later they smelled smoke in the cabin. An emergency, and extremely bumpy, landing ensued....

Mulligan

Post birthday, but not. Dear Martha at work asked me when they could celebrate my birthday, for birthdays at Heartfelt (if one believes in birthdays) are special. I was having a rough week last week so I told Martha that if I "had" to have a birthday, I'd prefer to celebrate it on Monday, because then I would technically have made it through. Martha has a list of everyone's favorite food or...

Not Alone

The birthday continued...off to church. I don't normally go by myself so I got there really early  because I did not want to squeeze into rows. It's a little different now. We always had to look for a section of seats for the three of us. Now: seating for one, please. I walked in and headed to the stairs. All at once I didn't want to be there. I turned for the door and scurried across the...