We have had such wonderful weather here. It has been in the seventies and could go up to almost 80 this week. I am afraid that we will have this wonderful warm spell and the trees will be in blossom when a cold snap hits us. It has done that before.
We are resting up today after having a wonderful time at a party for my little nephew. He just turned five and they have such wonderful little parties for their kids. Our family is so proud of this nephew and his parents. We are really his great aunt and uncle. He and his sister are such sweeties. I will try and share some pictures with you.
I have been doing so much thinking lately. Brooding and remembering is more like it but I think that is all part of the grieving process. My brother would scold me for being down right now. The last time I called him, I tried to console him and he ended up consoling me and making me laugh, He would start with the remember this time or that, when I wanted to cry so I laughed instead. But he was like that. The class clown, so to speak.
These are some pictures of Derrick's party....he told his mom he wanted cupcakes cause he wanted more icing then cake.
I know you are missing your brother, so sorry. I am sending you huge hugs.
ReplyDeleteLook like a great birthday party for all the children and adults....:-)
It is great to have little ones around to cheer us up and birthday parties are such happy times. Have an awesome week.
ReplyDeleteOdie... for some reason I cannot get to your blog. I am not sure how to go about it.
DeleteLife can be bittersweet.
ReplyDeleteAnd, oh yes, there will be more cold. One hopes that it won't be too severe.
Love the shots Garnet! It's been nice here too...high 70's.
ReplyDeleteSending you hugs sweetie!
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Cupcakes are all the rage these days. It is better to remember and celebrate life than to mourn.
ReplyDeleteIt makes sense that you feel like you do. Losing your brother had to be painful for you. This weather has been perfect hasn't it? Enjoy it for what it's worth. Better days ahead! Hugs!
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