My husbands grandma died last night. I am sad for him and his mom. I am sad for her brothers, and all the family but I am thrilled for her. She was a tiny, ornery, firecracker of a woman with more than her share of Yankee common sense and guts. In the last year she went down fast, she wanted to go and hated being bedridden and in pain. After being active all her life, she lost her independance, she would ask my mother in law why God wouldn’t take her, last night he finally did. It makes me sad that we won’t see her anymore. I recognize that I am not crying for her death but at the loss all my in laws feel at losing their matriarch. The strong woman she was all her life not the suffering woman she became. I don’t care how old you are, losing your mother is a hard thing and no matter how expected it is you still hurt. Loss is loss and the how and why don’t matter when your grieving.
What kept me awake last night! Yeah I know I’m weird. But it kept me from thinking about other sadder things. Why snail mail isn’t working: 
If you mail a letter to the town 60 miles North of where I live, that letter has to travel 80 miles South before it turns right back around, goes through this town, and then goes North the originally intended 60 miles. Hmm
?? What really kills me about this system is that this very same letter is picked up on it’s way to the town in the North, it’s just not dropped off because they “can’t” process mail there. So it basically gets there twice. Once on the day you mail it and then again in the next day or so when it gets sorted at the main Little Rock branch of the great snail mail center, to be sent on it’s backtracking merry way….and they wonder why they’re losing money. I am sure in some beauracratic circles there’s a perfectly good reason for this, what it is escapes me.
Milk Duds are a truly underrated candy, I may eat them all before Friday.
Smarties are addictive.
Recent Comments