It's been a topsy-turvy week.
Last Saturday, at three o'clock in
the morning, Grandpa Don died five days after a failed attempt at heart
surgery. I was one of many
grandchildren (my mother was one of 14 children), and so I never got to know
him very well, but he was invariably kind and welcoming to me. It feels like a sort of general benevolence
has left the world. I seem to vacillate
between sad and moody...
On Monday I did some volunteering at
The Best Thrift Shop in the World.
Twice a year they have a massive series of sales, ending in a free
day. That's right -- everything on the
shelf is free. Help yourself. Here is my haul. Most of it is going to be raw material for various crafting
projects.
Here's what the store looked like on
Monday:
Tuesday I cleaned the house at a
frantic pace because we were pleased to have Sister Stephen over for dinner,
and I had to get it ready quickly because I was needed to assist with the
nursing home tour for my grandmother.
It seemed awfully sudden, but because she (Grandma, not Sr. Stephen)
needs 24-hour care, and my aunts who had come from out of state to stay with
her while grandfather was in the hospital needed to go back to their lives, it
had to happen quickly. That evening we
had a lovely visit with Sr. Stephen, and got to show her our house for the
first time, although I'm afraid I was a bit worn out.
Wednesday we got a new pope! Here’s to a long and happy reign for Pope
Francis!
Thursday was running around like
crazy day. I stopped by an antique store
with various odds and ends that I thought might sell, mostly glassware left
over from my auction habit. I walked
away with $1.
Friday we moved Grandma into the
nursing home. I say "we"
because it was practically a parade with my parents, aunts, uncles, and two
other grandchildren besides myself. It
went pretty well, but it was hard not to think about ending up in a similar
place someday, except that The Magician and I have never been blessed with
children and have few nieces and nephews, so the scenario will probably be very
different.
Friday evening we went with our very
good friends David and Sarah to the circus.
The Magician had never been and it had been years for me. We had a good time, and we got to see our
goddaughter Isabel, always a treat.
Spring break is over, and it is back
to work on Monday. Fortunately, Easter
is right around the corner.
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