I'll start off by typing about our New Years Eve.
After my Husband returned from work we headed over to our friends
house on the other side of town. It was cold and snow could still be
seen anywhere my eyes etched over.
Though I'm no fan of Winter, I do love having the white stuff around
during the week of Christmas.
Our friends were happy to see us and we exchanged hugs and gifts.
I was given a cool Charlie Brown mug with him and Sally on the front
with a caption saying "Happiness Is Sharing The Holidays"
My friends know me well and it was a perfect gift for me.
The gifts they received from me were mainly edible.
Perogies of course, along with, hanky panky's which consist of
a ground beef, sausage and cheese mixture that's served hot and toasty
on appetizer breads, a favorite of my Dear friend.
We couldn't stay late, Hubby Bub had to work in the morning.
Our visit may have not been a long one but we did look at old pictures
that included a couple with our Sons.
It took me back to "remember when" moments, shots of Aidn in his
car seat only weeks old along with photos of his older Brother and
our friends two children.
One of them is now eighteen....wow!
It always amazes me how much speed time gains with every passing year.
Midnight found us at home with Hubby Bub sleeping while Aidn and I
watched the ball drop at Midnight, our oldest was at my Sisters.
I'm so glad that I am never alone for the Holidays, don't think I would
do well at all with that.
I need a set of smackers to smooch when that clock strikes twelve
and a New Year begins.
So far the first eleven days of two-thousand-thirteen have been better than not.
A few sad slopes are always in my path but so are peaks and the pleasure
I get in reaching them.
I'll share with you my yesterday, it had all three in it.
The day started with me being in a very chipper mood for any given morning.
I asked our oldest Son if he would like egg in a nest for breakfast, he replied
with an excited yes!, then I called up to our youngest and he also wanted
what his Brother was having.
Aidn's egg waited on the table while he played with a screen in the living room.
I called him in to come and eat, more than once, he then nerved on telling
me "No!", not once but twice.
That's when I lost my lid, yet again.
I turned the water off to the dishes I was doing and darted to where he sat
on the sofa. "Do you really think you're not going to eat that egg I made for you?"
After being escorted to his seat I told him if he didn't eat it, I would feed it
to him and it wouldn't be all pleasant like it was when he was a wee one.
Though he complained with every bite, he did manage to eat it, leaving only
a mouthful of the harder center.
During our five minute frenzy, I was loud, demanding and even though he did
what he should have in the end, I felt awful when he walked out to school.
We were back to cool by then but I still struggled with sadness over not
finding a better way of dealing with our "engaging Aidn"
Another great mood I let get out of my grasp!
I started snowballing the sadness and found myself longing to be in
my Father's embrace once again.
After many emotional escapades and trying times, Papa Chaz was there to
comfort and console me.
He was never a "deep conversation" man but he didn't once fail in making
me feel better after he hugged me and spoke this sentence.
"You'll see, Ger, it will work out, everything will be alright"
That's all I ever need to get me back to the good I always want to feel.
Unfortunately he is no longer living.
I do believe the Big Guy works his wondrous ways through others
and I would be shown proof, yet again.
Instead of sucking on sadness while beating myself blue emotionally,
I decided a nap would serve me sweeter and hoped that I would have
a happy dream about my Father or something comforting.
While in a very deep sleep with a decent dream in play, the phone shook
me from the sound slumber I was in.
It was my Dear friend calling to see how I was and let me know how
her days have been.
We talked for a good long time and it was wonderful laughing and
learning more about this women who inspires me.
After we hung up I felt blessed and filled with the same fuzziness
I always got after Daddy would hug me and speak those wonderful words.
That was the first flame in relighting my inner candle.
The second and third would come shortly after.
We had to go see Meme last night and I wanted to have a look online
before we left.
The first comment I read was from another friend and simply stated,
in a shorter way, what my dearly departed Daddy worded to me.
At the nursing home with my Meme would be the final flame.
A nice comical conversation with everyone at her dinner table along
with seeing Meme have a very good day, did it!
There were many other reasons that helped me sport a smile
for the rest of the day, including the kisses I received from my
pack-of-penises and caring comments from others.
The three mentioned above had a hold on happy memories for me.
To those of you that had a hand in it, thank you!
You helped me!, I always notice and appreciate it.
Well that's wordy enough for me folks, so sayonara I'll say for now.
Thanks for reading what's in the Mind Grounds and may this day
be dandily for us all!
P.S We had a happier morning today. :)
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