A weekend of reflection and lunch with Brent~

This kid is the greatest.  Always ready to take a selfie and give a hug.

I will be the first one to say this past weekend was a tough one mentally.

I am having a hard time dealing with my dad's death and my mom's

diagnosis.  It is hard to see parents get old and die.

2 years ago we cleaned out their house and sold it.  Now I struggle with

doing it so fast.  I think about how they would feel knowing we gave 

away their prized possessions.  I look at my

things and think about what would happen to them

when I am gone.  Would anyone know how much I loved

collecting them?  Probably not.

So for now, I will enjoy them and use them and love them.

I question my upbringing and wonder how I ever made it through.

Racing mind...it's what keeps me up at night.

On a brighter note, had lunch in downtown Denver with Brent.

We ate at the Yardhouse.  It was a nice time.

I miss my boys so much.  Loved taking them places and doing things.

Now they are grown, one has a family of his own and the other

one will venture out and get married next year.

I now get the pleasure of taking care of my granddaughter, this is 

my world now, and I love it.