May Has Arrived...

The weather has been a little more crazy than usual for this time of year, but I've been loving the sunny, colder weather, especially as I know the heat is on it's way.

My Pretty Purple Columbines

At my house, Mz. Duck has moved on, with only three ducklings this year. Don't know why the rest didn't hatch, but that's nature for you. Flowers are in bloom, and I'm loving my columbines! So pretty! Our rhubarb has gone crazy! Last night while I worked on a project, my husband harvested, chopped, and filled freezer containers. There will be a lot of pie in our future!

The project I mentioned was creating, printing, and mailing graduation announcements for our youngest son. That special event is coming up very soon, and I had decided today was my mailing deadline. I got all but a few posted. It's a weight off my shoulders. Now I have to focus on the graduation party. It will be simple, as he prefers something small and intimate, where we just hangout, eat, converse, and perhaps play some games. He's never been much for big, noisy parties.

Life just keeps moving along, often faster than we imagined, bringing change. There is a bit of nostalgia for what we've left behind, but also a heightened anticipation for all the joys which lie ahead!

Live Well...

I am overwhelmed with emotions today.  It's snowing on this first day of spring.  My heart is still sad over the loss of my father-in-law, and all that we will never get to share with him.  We were waiting to have a graduation celebration, for my youngest, until spring.  He received his High School Diploma last autumn, but we wanted the weather to be nice so his grandpa might be able to come.

My father-in-law always wanted his grandsons to go to college.  My youngest received confirmation he was accepted into college two days after his grandpa's passing.  My oldest son had decided to return to college in the fall and was working on the paperwork.  We never got the chance to share any of this with their grandpa.  He would be so proud.

When loss comes, there are always things left unsaid, undone.  We move through the stages of loss and acceptance, and ultimately realize it wouldn't matter when the loss occurred.  We will always have more we wanted to share with those we loved.

The best tribute we can give is to live our lives fully, completely.  Just get out there.  Accomplish our dreams.  Live well.  Appreciate life, and love every day we are given.

 © 20MAR2012 aj