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Hi...I'm back like I said I would be. Glad to see more people posting today.
My DD who just moved, well she, her ex, and their oldest daughter stopped by early this morning.... He loaded her love seat, a tv & stand, and assorted boxes of stuff in the back of his truck, and took it all to her new place. We paid him for the gas he used up, coming and going; he said it was too much, so we gave the difference to DD for her pressing needs. Her spouse is a real jerk, but her ex comes by to check on her be sure all is well and he's helpful to her.
Darla, Speaking of grandparents, I never met my Dad's parents. His mom died when he was just 8, with symptoms much like when I first and suddenly got sick; my Dad was orphaned when he was about 13, and raised by his sister. I wish I knew anything about his parents. Nobody seems to remember.
There is always much to be thankful for, even with difficult family, relatives, and people in general.
Looking back, I learned the good & bad through the difficult people and times, and this is what forms who we have become or will be.
My mom said I was the perfect child until I was 12. Sure, because I was her "puppet", doing all that I was ordered or told to do. I was scared of a lot of people. I was afraid of making mistakes. My friends were dwindling. At 12, I was changing schools, and realized I needed to make changes. I couldn't go on being scared. i began to think for myself (mom hated that). I learned a lot from my teachers, and I used what I learned. My mom must have had a million superstitions, and I'm sure she made up a lot of them along the way. I had to separate that from reality. The last straw was her telling me who I'd marry, because he was rich. He was a blind date. I didn't like him when I got to know him, he wasn't as nice as people purported. Actually, he courted my parents, but told me how things would be. I told my folks why I didn't like him, or the way he treated me. But his money blinded my folks. His mom tried to buy the lot between her house and his grandmas house, and build "our" house on it, and they'd furnish it. I told them don't bother, I wouldn't be around. My mom threw in her plans, I said the same thing. Ergo, long story in a nutshell, I left home & eloped with another boy. Then, that seemed my only solution. I was afraid my dad would have settled the answer with his pistol. Today I could see other ways, less hurtful, to deal with it. But maybe not. We'd have needed a PowWow of everyone together. And we would all need open minds. I think my mothers parents would have been on my side. Maybe my side would have been a minority issue.
But, overall, I think my life turned out good. The Fates guided me through rough times as well as good times. For a long time I had literally nothing but my kids, but we got through things quite well, and for that I have long-standing Thankfulness.
With E in my life, my cup certainly overfloweth. Many times I have said I have been overblessed. Time to give away, or share, these blessings.
Oh, and I heard from a BFF who still lives near my old neighborhood in MI. She said they got 6" of snow yesterday.
Beth, as long as you know you're happier where you are, that's great. Your friends can come visit you. Or you can visit them sometime. But you will most likely be making some new friends in your new place, too. Stay happy!
Happy baking, Maye & Cookie. I made Cinnamon muffins and Mixed Berry muffins this morning. They were so good, just out of the oven. Nobody used any butter or jam with it, just ate them plain.
Well, my big guy here needs some attention. I'd better get out of my chair and see what my silly guy wants.
😌
My DD who just moved, well she, her ex, and their oldest daughter stopped by early this morning.... He loaded her love seat, a tv & stand, and assorted boxes of stuff in the back of his truck, and took it all to her new place. We paid him for the gas he used up, coming and going; he said it was too much, so we gave the difference to DD for her pressing needs. Her spouse is a real jerk, but her ex comes by to check on her be sure all is well and he's helpful to her.
Darla, Speaking of grandparents, I never met my Dad's parents. His mom died when he was just 8, with symptoms much like when I first and suddenly got sick; my Dad was orphaned when he was about 13, and raised by his sister. I wish I knew anything about his parents. Nobody seems to remember.
There is always much to be thankful for, even with difficult family, relatives, and people in general.
Looking back, I learned the good & bad through the difficult people and times, and this is what forms who we have become or will be.
My mom said I was the perfect child until I was 12. Sure, because I was her "puppet", doing all that I was ordered or told to do. I was scared of a lot of people. I was afraid of making mistakes. My friends were dwindling. At 12, I was changing schools, and realized I needed to make changes. I couldn't go on being scared. i began to think for myself (mom hated that). I learned a lot from my teachers, and I used what I learned. My mom must have had a million superstitions, and I'm sure she made up a lot of them along the way. I had to separate that from reality. The last straw was her telling me who I'd marry, because he was rich. He was a blind date. I didn't like him when I got to know him, he wasn't as nice as people purported. Actually, he courted my parents, but told me how things would be. I told my folks why I didn't like him, or the way he treated me. But his money blinded my folks. His mom tried to buy the lot between her house and his grandmas house, and build "our" house on it, and they'd furnish it. I told them don't bother, I wouldn't be around. My mom threw in her plans, I said the same thing. Ergo, long story in a nutshell, I left home & eloped with another boy. Then, that seemed my only solution. I was afraid my dad would have settled the answer with his pistol. Today I could see other ways, less hurtful, to deal with it. But maybe not. We'd have needed a PowWow of everyone together. And we would all need open minds. I think my mothers parents would have been on my side. Maybe my side would have been a minority issue.
But, overall, I think my life turned out good. The Fates guided me through rough times as well as good times. For a long time I had literally nothing but my kids, but we got through things quite well, and for that I have long-standing Thankfulness.
With E in my life, my cup certainly overfloweth. Many times I have said I have been overblessed. Time to give away, or share, these blessings.
Oh, and I heard from a BFF who still lives near my old neighborhood in MI. She said they got 6" of snow yesterday.
Beth, as long as you know you're happier where you are, that's great. Your friends can come visit you. Or you can visit them sometime. But you will most likely be making some new friends in your new place, too. Stay happy!
Happy baking, Maye & Cookie. I made Cinnamon muffins and Mixed Berry muffins this morning. They were so good, just out of the oven. Nobody used any butter or jam with it, just ate them plain.
Well, my big guy here needs some attention. I'd better get out of my chair and see what my silly guy wants.
😌
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