Photo Friday -- Sort Of
We just went out for a family run because it was most definitely NOT a beach weather day...and the kid ends up getting an age group award and setting a record! Proud momma!
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We All Wore Pink
A Grandma Post-pink rose We laid Leona Richards Kelly Post to her eternal rest on a breeze-swept grassy hill overlooking the Mohawk Valley this morning, just a few weeks shy of her 96th birthday. She was Sean's father's mother, so my grandma-in-law and T's great-grandma. Sean has now entered the stage of life of having no living grandparents, one I arrived at nearly three decades ago. It had been a long grandparent-less haul, losing them all by the time I had barely graduated from college, so having someone to call Grandma again was a gift I treasured, and the gift was all the more special for the person Grandma Post was. Grandma did not live an easy life. She was widowed for the first time after only five years of marriage, left with two young boys -- one a toddler -- to raise alone, in a time when that was a rarity, and there was little social support for single, struggling mothers. I once asked her how she managed, as we watched T running around the rehabilitation hom
Friday's Photo
One of these days, I'm actually going to get back to writing again. Sometime between dealing with being down to one car for the foreseeable future, mowing the lawn, tending the garden, ferrying animals back and forth endlessly to vets, traveling all over the northeast for get-togethers during these few months that travel is actually possible, and triathlon training. Notice I didn't mention housework... In any case, here is a photo to celebrate the arrival of the long weekend. Long live summertime!