Reflections more than anything, really...
I've been making good on my resolution to visit my mother more often.
I take her to do shopping errands, do smallish projects and cleaning around her house. In exchange she gives me eggs and spends one-on-one time with me, which is something I never had growing up. So all of that is good.
Brenham is a nice little town - probably the perfect spot for her, but I know there will come a day when she needs to think about being closer to one of us. She has no family closer than and hour and a half away.
Using up little pieces of aida cloth...
with snarky humor.
I am making peace with the limitations of my knee, but I refuse to give up feeling pretty. Sensible flats don't do it for me. Long live wedges! On a recent rainy day, I braved wet ramps and sidewalks to wear heels to a Happy Hour at Roaring Fork. Go, mom!
Spring is here!
This week I have given the To Do lists a break. They can get out of control. There are times that I feel they take away from the joy of unplanned time. And that's where I find creativity. So, if I don't get everything done, there's always next week...
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