Perfectly Normal Day
I'm getting a jump start on the Valentine holiday and letting the sap pour out in this post. I'd blame it on hormones, but I don't think that's it...instead, just a mixture of immersion in life and its fleetingness. My grandparents, Florence & Vic Last night I dreamt of my Grandma Florence. She passed away this past November. In my dream we were talking and laughing and it was as real as a dream could be. When I woke up I thought "we'll visit her today!" Within that same minute I remembered she had passed and my heart became heavy. I snuggled in closer to my husband who quickly replaced my sadness with his warmth. In the typical morning fashion, fruit was washed and peeled, Scott headed out the door to work, and I caught a glimpse of the morning news over the sleep tousled hair of my wee ones. The sun was throwing beams through the blinds and the blue skies promised a beautiful (albeit cold) day. After the Cheerios and fruit had b...