Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Going over Family History last night with my sister Heidi, we started talking about our maternal
Grandma. She was an atheist. She told me this back in the summer of 1983, months before she died.
Grandma was a very good soul. She felt it her responsibility to care for and uplift others….especially
the sad and lonely and needy. She sought them out. She lived a very Christ like life even though she
didn't know it as such.
Still, there was this unspoken sadness about her. Like a layer of suppressed anger. I attributed much of
that to her hard life…..raising her children during the depression, her husband out of work due to
disabilities, losing their first born at 9 months of age due to a weekend virus….and many more
challenges I won't go into here.
But looking back, what would life mean if we believed we would lose it all, including all the people we
love, at the end of it? That it would all be over. Gone and done with.
I heard this short interview with famous children's author Maurice Sendak recently, and it reminded
me of Grandma. He has since passed away, but he had this to say near the end of his life.
He didn't believe in God either, but it's obvious he envies those who do. I found it telling the way
he said, "I don't believe in an afterlife but I still expect fully to see my brother again." Perhaps
somewhere deep in his soul, he knew.
It's just a 5 minute clip, and he did very much appreciate and love life.
Just so sad he thought it would be forever over soon.
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Karen and McKenna fed us well while we were in Washington…..
Here is what we had for dinner each night we were there…
The first night Karen made us a great taco bar. I wish I had pictures of it but we were a bit late
arriving, so we just all ate as soon as we got there. In addition to the meat, cheese, onions, beans and
other toppings, she also had yellow and orange peppers cut up….I want to remember that since they
taste SO good on tacos.
And McKenna brought green rice that had lots of spinach in it.
Everyone loves it, even the little ones, I think.
This meal tasted SO good. We were SO grateful to have it after eating on the road for 2 days.
And she had my favorite sauce from Trader Joes to go on top…..love this stuff:
Second night: McKenna made Pioneer Woman's "Sunday Stew."
We didn't care it was Friday.
For the stew recipe GO HERE. It was beyond wonderful.
Thursday, May 21, 2015
Monday, May 18, 2015
happy way I can't explain. I just know that I love it there.
items and tried to describe them.
hands. Each child was given a turn to come up with a descriptive word, but Richie, I must say, was the
only one who had an answer. He said, "They feel like sand." I nearly stood up and clapped.
Spoken like a Grandma.
Saturday, May 16, 2015
"Well does it look like a woman's hat?"
Scarlett was not too sure about it either.
"Are you familiar with the Berenstain Bears?"
"Uh yes I am"
"Are you familiar with the father bear in the story?"
I had to think, "Yes, I am."
"Are you familiar with the hat the father bear wears?"
I had to think again…."Oh, uh….YES, I am."
"Well Dennis looks just like him."
I think she nailed it.
Friday, May 15, 2015
Thursday, May 14, 2015
It would be too boring for anyone else.
morning of was not soon enough. This place reeks even with the window open and the fan going.
The car seat warmers plus Curcumin really helped Den's sciatic pain.
Hampton Inn beat out both Springhill Suites and Holiday Inn Express we stayed in last few times here.
Beds firm but okay. We used my 2 camera battery rechargers so light up the bathroom a little.
A few other things we liked about his hotel:
The hardboiled eggs to eat on the run.
Den said the food below was not too good.
But he loved the pillows they have all lined up for everyone's back.
It's all about the little things.
Wednesday, May 13, 2015
I guess I go once every 10 years or so.
Or maybe it's been longer….
since I've been Mrs. Shelley for over 15 years now.
(I secretly like when someone accidentally calls me Jill Heasley.
I like that they remembered me then, when I had the same name as my sons.)
So I had to fill out all the new info for my new library card with a pencil they gave me.
A pencil! Signed my name that someone can erase.
Libraries need to get with the times.
I love that library smell. I smell my childhood.
remember how controlling librarians can be. Sort of like Violet here.
I'm hoping Dennis will like them, being he's the driver and all.
WIsh us luck. Traveling and I don't do so well.
But it will be worth it all to see our Vancouver grand babies.
Sunday, May 10, 2015
From my Mom's journal entry dated September 12, 1979:
"When I was little I always felt sorry for anyone older than I
because they probably didn't have as long to live. Lately I think of
heaven and long for the time we can all be there together."
Even though my Mom was not a fan of Mother's Day (not sure why), I'm certain she is a fan of heaven.
Thursday, May 7, 2015
Very early this morning as I was looking for some lost papers I needed,
I came across this newspaper article from 23 years ago.
I had not seen it for years, maybe even 2 decades.