geezzzz, the rain stopped and the sun came out and so did the steam heat.
so far, little max seems to be handling it
o.k.
today would have been my parent's anniversary. we finally sold her house yesterday.
it feels funny, even tho there was a lot of bad in that place, it was home. odd.
mom was so thrilled to be done having to worry about the place being empty, bills and such and so was i. (the couple that bought it seem very nice. they are teachers and have 2 kids. i like the idea of kids playing in the yards.)
making sure that everything was paid on time and the place kept up was very wearing.
the real estate lady gave mom a lovely basket of african violets and english ivy. i put it out on the balcony of mom's little apt. for her.
life is, well, it just is.
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It sounds like selling the house was a relief but brought back a lot for you. It's not easy seeing your childhood home leave one's family.
Is your mom coping ok with the loss of your father? My father died almost three years ago and my mother is doing well but her heart is forever broken.
I lived in seven different places by the time I was eight.
my childhood was not normal to say the least. so selling the house was weird. i was glad to see it go and yet it was home too.
my mom's ok. she's 89 and tough.
she had to be. she came from people that had to be.
i help her out but if she were in good health, she'd be just fine. she is a very independent soul.
mush moreso than i ever was so far.
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