I always like starting with happy, happy is good. Who wants to be sad? (actually I know a couple of people no matter how much we try they will never and I mean never be happy) Poppy got full time in less than a year at Publix, she is doing amazing, is in a long distance relationship with a young man from Canada (they had been friends for the longest time). Young man won brownie points recently
Mac-Ella, where do I begin with this little monster?
She is my mermaid, she just loves to swim. Most days I want to pull my hair out as she really is non stop but my how my life is full of sunshine and joy with her. She is smart as a button and just like a sponge, she soaks up everything going on around her.
Me, well I am on a new journey, 8 weeks ago or so Mum guilted me into weightwatchers and we have been going. I struggle, I love all the wrong foods as well as all the right ones but I have been doing remarkably well. At this point and time I am 28lbs down and the lowest weight I have been in the past 5 years. But I still have one hell of a journey ahead of me. It is difficult in so many ways, when you don't feel like cooking because you know that the only person whom is going to wash up is you and it has already been a long day but you can't get takeout, it is no longer an option. The pool has been a help and I try and go at least 3 days a week but push for 7.
This year has seen my Mum become a widow for the second time, no woman should have to go through this. Only this time it has been so much worse for her. She doesn't have a distraction like she did with Dad. But if nothing else the woman is damn strong and he has a will like no other woman I know. I grew up a lot the day we lost William, in all my life I have never wanted to see someone after they have left this world. But on January the 11th I stayed with William, held his hand and talked to him as he left us. Mum couldn't bare to see him leave her and something inside me of me I needed him to know we cared. I never thought in all my life I would say this but I miss him, he had character and a good heart. The things you learn in death about people open your eyes to things they did in life. He wasn't perfect and more often than not we butted heads but now I understand why he was the way he was. I also know that he loved us all in his own way but William had never known what a family was, he didn't know how to express himself.
He was a Vietnam veteran and a true hero, he used to joke with Mum he was James Bond and now with sealed files and things we have discovered it looks like there may be some smidgen of truth to that. Rest well William, you are certainly missed. xxx
This week saw the passing of Phillips paternal Grandmother, so very sad for my father-in-law. It is never easy to loose a parent regardless of your age. In the correct order of things we know that one day we have to loose them but no matter how old we get or they get we are never ready for such things. I only got to meet her once on a trip to GA for Thanksgiving, but Phillip often tells me stories of his childhood with Hawian punch and cheese balls with his cousin. Virginia was a Marine and something Phillip is fiercely proud of. Rest well now and you are reunited with your husband.
So on an ending I am now once again crafting like no tomorrow and enjoying it, weather it be card making or die cutting the cans to make magnets I am loving it.
One I made recently from a print and cut file on Craftsuprint. To see all the die cuts I have done of late come find the group on Facebook By The Sheet.By The Sheet
I will certainly try and update this more often and add photos of things we are all upto. Stay safe all and enjoy your summer :)
