Reading posts, looking at your family photos, and
anticipating Fall has left me kinda melancholy today.
My mama died in September, and
I can feel it in the air.
Don't get me wrong,
Fall is my favorite time of year.
Judy at Gold Cottage talks about
This season of my life feels a little weird.
Maybe it's the move.
Maybe it's memories of the past,
of mama and days when we were all family.
|I painted the wooden tool box and filled the|
watering can with mama's wooden kitchen utensils.
As much as I am absolutely loving this time
with my Grand babies and children,
I long for my larger family too.
|Strange, but I've felt her nearness so much|
since the move.
I've even been cooking her dishes.
I miss my mama and daddy
and the cousins and grand cousins,
the nieces and the nephews all together.
|Added some Fall floral that she would have loved.|
She loved making all the holidays special.
Family was no longer family
after mama and daddy died.
They are what held us all together.
I will share responsibility for some
of the distance, even encouraged some it
because of past conflicts.
But it's lonely.
Breaking away, regardless of the circumstances,
always leaves a hole or a gap in the family circle.
Don't let that happen to you.