It's been quite awhile since I've last wrote you hasn't it? Well a lot has happened! Probably more than I can put here tonight but I'll give you the quick short version! We moved from NC to ND stayed for about a month. Just long enough for the Hubs to declare it was too damn cold up there for him! lol It was only November.... Anywho we pulled up stakes and loaded up ole Goldie and headed south to MS, that's Mississippi for you abbreviation challenged folks! lol Spent Thanksgiving with my BBF1 and went back to NC. Loaded everything we had and put the house up for sale! Yes we finally sold the house this past fall but not before we moved to MS. The Hubs now works at Nissan and loves it!
We got us a cute little place. It needs some work but for a discount on our rent we do the work he deducts the cost from our rent. Can't beat that! I stay busy working with my sewing and quilting. As I do I find myself closer to my mama and grandma. I miss them more and more with each passing day. But sewing is my therapy. Some folks take walks, some folks drink, I sew. It gives me time to clear my mind and plan what my next caper might be! lol I think my Grandma would be so pleased at the progress I have made just by following her examples. You see what everyone thought including me, were scraps, turned out to be pieces sewed together and randomly thrown in various boxes and crates. I'm so glad I figured it all out! I'm sure anyone with an untrained eye would have thrown them away.
It was just a box of scraps.....yet it tore a family apart. I witnessed it all. Sad but true. I remember being told to take pics of everything! Someone said they needed them for closing of the will. So I took all those pictures..... found them the other day. I wonder if they still want them? lol Even after I was told to take them no one wanted them I am still considered a thief or is it because I am Her daughter? Is that it? I bet so! I bet that is the real reason! I have no right to even the scraps because I was Her daughter. Hey growing up was tough when you knew half the family hated your mom! lol You just dealt with it and moved on. But it also separated you from the rest of the family. You know it wasn't until after my mama died that I had a relationship with my grandmother.
She was a special lady and we had a special relationship. It was whatever she wanted to do. I never made the plans. She did. And she loved it that way! Of course a hot dog was first and center to every excursion we took! lol Her wonderful colorful life is what made me write. I miss that.
Memories are a wonderful thing to have and share. You don't have to pack them when you move. They don't take up much room. I like to share my memories and the stories of my family thru my writings. I also like to share them with my beautiful grandchildren. How do you share you family stories?
Well that's the way I see it here in the land of the hanging moss, where secrets are kept and never told.
