“Come on Nana lets get dressed, we’re going shopping today” I tell her as she is still lying in the bed.
“Shopping? Where are we going shopping” She asks with her usual morning smile. “We gonna have breakfast first”? Have you had breakfast? Continue reading
With every step I take in my yard, barefoot and camera in hand, I am anxious to get out in the crisp fresh air. In the mornings of early spring there is an alluring scent that can be described as “a fresh and blissful place that is calming for the mind”. Standing outside in the stillness of early morning life, taking a long very much needed deep breath, provides a pleasant mental state.
Still getting to know our new little home about 3 weeks now, we were getting comfy. The end bedroom is a cute little small room in the 12 foot wide trailer, a tiny little half bath and bay window, is my 4 year old sons. He likes his room, plenty of room for toys and space to play. At night after his bath he goes in to play for a little while, always in some costume of some sort. Most of the time a magician with a stick or spoon as a wand, long black cape and tiny little underpants and a cute hat crowning his little brunette head.
Hair dryer in right hand and hair brush in left, it took a good 10 minutes to blow dry my then long, very thick hair. The dryer was warm in the tiny pea green bathroom, middle of winter I always froze after a shower. The little trailer was a 1984 model that we bought from my husband’s friend and had just moved onto my parents property 2 weeks before. At this time it was 1993, so the quaint little trailer wasn’t very old at then.
He said “the remodel will take about two weeks.” So Sherry gathered the few personal items and clothes that Nana would need for her stay. Nana would be comfortable there, Sherry is the daughter that everyone would want. She is organized, hyper, extremely thorough, efficient, sweet and beautifully manicured. She loves her mother to no end and will give up a tremendous amount to take care of her. Continue reading