🙂 A weekend with grandchildren around. We will all be attending a 40th birthday party for a niece who is more like a seven year old. She can work and does sometimes three different jobs. She lives in a group home. Birthday parties are a special favorite of hers. I well remember when her mother was not happy to be pregnant again. I remember praying that her attitude would change. She sure did; welcoming this daughter with all her medical issues, with a fierce love. God has blessed us all as we watched her grow.
Sorry, Yapamom, I also still miss my sister. She died in 2001, two days before her 50th bithday. We were just starting to get to know each other. Death is hard.
Very much enjoyed the visit with daughter and family, though they ended by taking two year old with them. For the best, of course. She wanted to stay but she just got her mommy back. Mommy upgraded my kitchen while her babysat supervised us playing with the grands and saw to their needs. My cupboard doors all came down, degreased, washed, repainted, sealed and rehung with fancy new hardware. She also went through and clutter busted the entire kitchen and hung decorations in the right places. Looks beautiful. I told her to use any colors she wanted and she selected what I never would have but really like.
There are memories that are under the surface most of the time. The pain comes occasionally, mostly at birthdays and in hearing about other grown sibling relationships which is a large part of my loss.
I don’t talk with my brothers often, but cannot imagine and don’t want to imagine, not having them I have a tiny understanding from my sister. Do you have a couple of fun memories to share with us so we can help remember them fondly? You might cry to type it and we might cry to read it, but that is a good thing.
🙂 A weekend with grandchildren around. We will all be attending a 40th birthday party for a niece who is more like a seven year old. She can work and does sometimes three different jobs. She lives in a group home. Birthday parties are a special favorite of hers. I well remember when her mother was not happy to be pregnant again. I remember praying that her attitude would change. She sure did; welcoming this daughter with all her medical issues, with a fierce love. God has blessed us all as we watched her grow.
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😦 Missing my brother, Aaron who died in 1990. He would have had his 46th birthday yesterday (Saturday).
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Sorry, Yapamom, I also still miss my sister. She died in 2001, two days before her 50th bithday. We were just starting to get to know each other. Death is hard.
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Very much enjoyed the visit with daughter and family, though they ended by taking two year old with them. For the best, of course. She wanted to stay but she just got her mommy back. Mommy upgraded my kitchen while her babysat supervised us playing with the grands and saw to their needs. My cupboard doors all came down, degreased, washed, repainted, sealed and rehung with fancy new hardware. She also went through and clutter busted the entire kitchen and hung decorations in the right places. Looks beautiful. I told her to use any colors she wanted and she selected what I never would have but really like.
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So sorry, Yapamom. How old were you when he died? He was about 16 or 17 at the time? A difficult loss.
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He was 17 and my sister was 12. I was 14 and the only child to survive to adulthood.
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Oh, that’s awful, Yapamom! So sorry to hear that.
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Yapamom, I imagine that would have been incredibly hard, and I’m sorry.
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There are memories that are under the surface most of the time. The pain comes occasionally, mostly at birthdays and in hearing about other grown sibling relationships which is a large part of my loss.
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I don’t talk with my brothers often, but cannot imagine and don’t want to imagine, not having them I have a tiny understanding from my sister. Do you have a couple of fun memories to share with us so we can help remember them fondly? You might cry to type it and we might cry to read it, but that is a good thing.
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