This week to cheer me I had several visits at work from Megan, with various accompanying adults.
We ate lunch and I felt better about the world each time.
On Friday we had a bit of a work emergency so I went in with that crazy girl.
I worked a bit then ran her around the building. Then I worked for a bit more and fed her a snack.
We repeated this process until I finished my work then we went home.
Megan was dropped off with the very accommodating Aunt Carolyn (here for the funeral) and I rushed off to the company picnic...no kids allowed for a work picnic should be a crime.
I went to see my colorful art contest entry.
I played bubble soccer. We lost but it was so much fun.
I was the goalie for our team. Do you see that there are two balls on the pitch here. There were not supposed to be two. I was so confused.
After the heat of our loss I went into the building to cool off at the BINGO tables.
I won!
25 bucks from work!

On Saturday I played with the kids and Pax for a little while.
Pax loves that I haven't moved the picnic table to mow under it all summer.
She climbs up there to chomp on the long grass and soak up the sun.
I went to see if I could help at all with the funeral arrangements and managed to do a little gophering.
Then I went to my dads house to see how he was holding up.
It was a rough day for him and I worried.
Also I went to soak up so time with my amazing Grandparents Rumford.
On Sunday we went to Gaver's farm.
We met Uncle Chris and Aunt Pammy and were thrilled by young Kaleb's boldness on the bouncy pillow.
Megan had a blast.
We even did the smaller of the corn Maze's. Megan very clearly remembers getting lost last year in this Maze. We talked about it a good deal.
There was some excellent sliding.
There was some family chit chat.
There was the spider impersonating.
There was the echo testing and further sliding.
Pammy and I have both been having a rather rough time of things lately and both of us felt like that day at Gaver was the most happiness and fun we'd had in ages.
It was really good.
On Tuesday there was the funeral.
I learned things I never knew in the life story section.
I felt pride and pity for family members I hardly see.
I cried and sat in a room of people crying.
I tried to make Mary know that she was not without love.
When it was over I had a headache and sorrow.
See my beautiful Abuela.




1 comment:
I love you, Missy. Thank you, beloved girl. What a blessing you are in my life!
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