Number Two Son inquired how I did the last week. He knew it was both of my parents birthdays. I could gratefully say, I did alright. Seemed I smiled as I remembered my mom and dad and how old they’d be that day. I miss them still, but feel very close to them here. However, the truth is, my stomach hurts.
I am painfully aware of how much I miss the ‘living’, those friends and family I left behind, the same ones that encouraged me to start this blog. I try to keep these posts up beat and it is not hard, our new life is a wonderful adventure and I am so grateful to be able to share this experience, and yet… oh, dear friends I miss you so. I miss being able to go for our walks, go for coffee, paint a room, dig a garden, sing in the choir, make cards, meet for improv, share a laugh or a cry. I miss Number Two Son so acutely and my friends here do not know him…
In the fall I planted 180 bulbs, daffodils and tulips. Our garden is mostly barren with the winter winding down, and yet… if you look closely at the rock my friend gave me before we left, you can see the bulbs are sprouting. I love that about bulbs, how they spring up and bring beauty just about the time we need it most.
I know the only way to make my stomach stop hurting is to tell both sides of my story. I love my life here, and I miss you (…you know who you are) like crazy!
Love you, appreciate you…. thanks for coming along…
Haven’t had a chance to read your blog in awhile and can’t believe I was lucky enough to read this entry first! Miss you so much too and our time catching up over carding and dinners out with girlfriends. Hugs to you dear friend. Judy
Even though we didn’t spend that much time together, I miss you too! After all, I am your favorite client! Looking forward to spending time with you again in your incredible home. Not sure when but for sure we will get there again. Consider yourself hugged and cared for from Las Vegas!
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Sweet Ellen!
Love this week’s blog. Diane and I were talking about you at small group just last week! About your hugs…NO one hugs like you! You are so real when you fold us in…hard not to cry just remembering your care of me during harder days.
Miss you too..
xo,
Katy
I’m so pleased to know you put that many bulbs in. As I was pruning the last of my 54 roses the other day I was thinking of you. You are my only friend who would understand pruning 54 roses as a blessing not a chore. In a few years your new friends will also understand why you are missing number two son because they will have had more opportunity to know him more!!!
Xoxo