FREEDOM LIES IN BEING BOLD
I'm feeling a little down. My first born baby is leaving the state and is moving to Minnesota. Never mind that he is 39 years old . . . he's still my kid. Dan got a job up north and is going to live by a town called Sleepy Eye, which is a place that was mentioned in the Little House On the Prairie books. Sister Sandy keeps thinking the name of the town is LAZY EYE!. It's going to be different with him out of the area, but he needs to do what he feels is right. I went through this (having a kid move away) in 1998, when Jenna lived in Everett, Washington, for a year. The night she left, I cried so much, that I went to work the next day with an incredibly swollen face. I had warned my co-workers ahead of time not to talk to me when I came to work the next morning, because I was afraid I would cry on the job. Well, I must have been so scary looking, they DID leave me alone! When Jen left, I put in an 800 telephone number (that's before all the cheap perks of cell phones) so she could call me every day. Our phone bill was outrageous, but it was worth it. It took me a long time to be able to go into her room, because I missed her so much it hurt. Hopefully, with age comes some control, and I won't be so emotional with Dan gone. I hate to be sexist, but it does make a difference between a man going off to a distant place by himself, and a woman who is far away and basically alone.(as far as safety is concerned).
To my friends, whom I was previously snarkily "boo-hooing" about their local weather . . . well, I take it back. It seems everyplace in this country has rotten weather, be it too dry, too cold, too snowy, or too icy. It's not just around here that is totally outrageous. My poor Sandy in Atlanta was off work three days recently because of the two inches of snow . . . and the thick layer of ice! So I won't be so snotty about how bad WE are having it
I have discovered something kinda neat every time I turn on my computer. I had tried to find a sunflower picture for the screen saver, but I only got a small photo that appears beside my name. Well, each time I get on the computer, a new beautiful, huge picture comes up of some type of flower and each time it is different. How cool! It's interesting to see what I get each day.
Did anyone happen to notice that the credit for the quote at the beginning of the blog has changed? It came to our attention that it was Ernest Hemingway that wrote it, not Ralph Waldo Emerson. ooops
GOD BLESS YOU ALL