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SO much has happened since my last post that I'm not even sure where to begin. But since this blog is for me to practice writing and keep a record of life, I'm going to simply highlight things and maybe I can come back to some of them in more detail later.


  • Our road is paved and painted. 
  • I'm not thrilled with the mess they call "right of way" and part of our yard.
  • The school built a nice privacy fence.
  • Construction should officially be over March 6th. No more house rattling!!!! :)
  • Heading up our local Quilts of Valor group is more work than I anticipated.
  • Learned more about Mom's health diagnosis (not sure how to spell that in the plural form)
  • Made a quick trip to AL when Mom's heart rate escalated to more than double and she was admitted to the hospital
  • Another heart oblation is scheduled for March
  • Celebrated Dad's 75th birthday
  • February is half over and I've yet to finish January's projects. 
  • I baked 5 batches of tea cakes for a kids activity at church. (What was I thinking?)
  • I was asked how many grandkids I had by a waitress lately. And when I stopped to think about it, I do know four people my age who are grandparents. 
  • Reality of never being a Mom is setting in, and most days it's not too hard to deal with.
  • Heartaches for several families I know...such things never get easier.
  • A decision about whether or not to continue as a poll worker the next few years is coming up soon.
  • We need to find a new definition for our normal.
And that's all I have time to type tonight...but it's enough!

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