Saying good bye

It was very quiet when they left. Annika was napping and I wandered around the house instead of tackling the chores that are ever present. The quiet was good in a way after a busy week of Dad working on the house, Ma helping me with some projects, Scott running around keeping Dad busy and juggling work as well. It always takes a day or two to adjust back to normalcy. They’re gone but not gone. I look in the coffee canister and see that we were almost out of coffee. That’s not surprising I think. The carpet needs vacuuming, there are threads all over it. I’ll wait for tomorrow… before I vacuum up the evidence of Mom’s handiwork. Finally the porch is done. There’s a nice wood ceiling all trimmed up, except of course for the board we left down for the squirrel family. I couldn’t bear to starve them in their cozy home in the eaves. The little ones peek out curiously. Soon they’ll be big enough to leave and we’ll put that last piece of trim up. Supper time comes and Annika is hanging on my legs. I miss my mom’s distraction of her while I cook dinner. Another week together, building everyday memories of nana and grandpa with the kids, and a few more months apart before we pick up where we left off.


About Lora

I am a 40 something wife to my patient and talented husband Scott, Mom to my five children (from toddler to teen) and oldest sister to eight siblings. I am interested in too many things, love to read everything around me, and have developed a strong interest in design and renovation along with my husband. I am conservative, Christian, and by the grace of God, trying to find His way through the ups and downs of my life.
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