Sleep in Peace...

Have courage for the great sorrows of life
and patience for the small ones;
and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task,
go to sleep in peace.
God is awake.

Victor Hugo

Have a beautiful, restful weekend...

I Don't Go There Any More.....

Sorrow is a complex emotion.

Sometimes, it is just too heavy to carry.

So we put it someplace,

and we leave it there,

for safe keeping,
for a time.

Until we are strong enough to pick it up again.

 Mother died two years ago,

two deep, dark years ago.

My mother in law, Grandmother, died last year.

Where has the time gone?

Where did it slip away to,

like sand between my fingers.

Grandmother was one of ,"The Greatest Generation."

 She was sweet and amazing,

but oh, so strong.

You don't watch and wait through Great Depressions
and World Wars

and emerge weak.

 

She was beautiful, loving, soft and warm;
oh, so comforting...

She was a blessing.

I have not been back to Grandmother's house;

I can't.

In my mind she is still in her favorite chair,

waiting for the football game to begin.
Go Cocks!

If I go and crack the back door

and call her name,

I'll give her just a minute,

then I will see her coming around the corner of the kitchen,

slow but sure.

I keep her there,
in her house,
in her chair.

Life without her will hurt a lot.

I can not pick up this pain right now.
So, I keep her
right there...

I know this is not real;

I know she is not there;

but for now it helps.

And life moves along...

I know when I finally go by the house,

the myth will be shattered.

So I do not go.

No,

I do not go.

Not yet...

School, Work, Flu, Labor Day, and Taxes....Yep, that about covers it!

OK, OK, I confess,

I've been blog hopping, reading, and visiting...

just a tad.

Catching up on my peeps,

while school work looms heavily over my shoulder.

There is a more descriptive word for this behavior,
procrastination.
And I am darn good at it!

However, in the words of Miss Scarlett,

"Tomorrow is another day..."

 Thank goodness!
 

 Tomorrow, actually is a holiday.

Labor Day,

a day to honor the American laborer.

And one thing is for certain...

I am a laborer!

The last two weeks the flu has begun to rear its ugly head,

with a vengeance,

and 

I'm bone tired...

We have commemorated it's arrival with new attire;

we look something like this...
 

 

Lovely, 

seriously....

Yellow gown,

face mask,

goggles or glasses,
just a bit haggard...

There is a mask for me
and one for you...
It's a little hard to breathe,
perhaps that's the point.

Our new slogan,
"Just Don't Breathe!"

Did I mention the yellow gown?

Sometimes they were blue...

The kids loved them...
 

 
 really...

Lastly,

thank you to all my fellow laborers;

who work tirelessly day in and day out,

 for their families 

and country.
  We appreciate you!

After all,

where would our government be

without your hard earned tax dollars!

Cynical, I know...

Enjoy your day America,

then
get back to work!

Whining will not be tolerated!

For information on this holiday:

http://www.usa.gov/Topics/Labor_Day.shtml

"One Day At A Time " by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in;
forget them as soon as you can.
Tomorrow is a new day;
begin it well and serenely
and with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense.
This day is all that is good and fair.
It is too dear, with its hopes and invitations,
to waste a moment on yesterdays.