Musings on a Small Life

I got home late yesterday afternoon, after a relatively uneventful trip home from Halifax via train. (Tip of the day: Take a pass on a long haul Via Rail train journey, even if you have a "sleeper" cabin. Fly or drive if possible. More on that "fun" another time!) It was a very difficult two weeks, made even more challenging by all the toxic drama mostly courtesy of Mom's younger sister, Mom's best friend, and the dynamic with Mom's step-daughter (also executor the will). I will not get into it publicly, but some of you are aware of at least a few of the details. The appalling, disgusting behaviour boggled my mind, and frankly, most of my energy went into just trying to survive being there. I was sorry to leave Halifax, because I don't know if I'll ever be back, but I was desperately relieved to leave that toxic energy behind. I will write a post about the train trips and all the nature walks I took (my salvation, along with the company of anothe...

December 19, 1940 -  March 15, 2023 I don't know I'm going to live without you, Mom. Godspeed. ♥ Comments are off.

Just a quick note that I'm leaving for Halifax tomorrow, urgently. My aunt called me this morning. Mom's been admitted to hospital and is failing. I'm scared I won't make it in time, but that's out of my hands. My aunt is with her, as is her step-daughter and step-son-in-law. I spoke moments ago (it's 2:50 PM EDT) with my aunt and she put me on speaker phone (Mom didn't want a video call, didn't want me to see her full of wires and tubes), told her how much I love her and that I hope she can hang on till I get there, but that I understand if she can't. I don't know how long I'll be gone, but I'll be back when I can. My mom, Judy, from about 5 years ago, the last time I was with her in person.

 Again from March 2008.  I had put that stool/ottoman in front of the screen door so the boys could look out the front. But Derry seemed to have more fun underneath it! I loved Derry's rotund little bottom. LOL. He was built short and chunky (like me)! Nicki's play time involved leaping from spot to spot, My living area is different now (furniture, decor, etc.), but I expect he was leaping from that cat tree to the other tree in front of the patio door (beside the red tent). Nicki seemed to be having a great time with the lower stair too. (BTW, that old version of "Jane Eyre" was so-so, IMO. I don't think I kept it.) Below, Nicki is comfy in one of the tunnels I had for them. I still have at least one more Memories post from March 2008--their first outdoor tussle of that new year, and maybe another post too.  :-)

  This is me, below, with math, doing a head tilt!

Still from March 2008. There was a ginger cat on the other side of the fence and Nicki's skinny tail always puffed up impressively when he was on high alert! Nicki's in the foreground, and angel Annie is on the step below. Nicki was still on high alert, Derry apparently oblivious.   Finally Derry seemed to notice what all the fuss was about! Derry is in the left foreground of the snapshot, Nicki below on the right, and Annie on the bottom step, left. Bonus: Annie was on introoder patrol too! Have a terrific day!

Our latest storm, last night and early this morning. Seriously? I have only rude words. This is the accumulation of snow since the latter part of January, below. We did have that Epic Blizzard at Christmas, but it had melted and we were down to grass. Now I can't even lift the shovel high enough anymore. I dug out the driveway, then just for fun, walked the 2+ km to the closet bus transfer station. It was a nice morning once the snow eased up, quiet except for the sound of snowblowers and shovels. Below is one of the snow "mountains" from the plow, at the end of one of the streets in our complex. It's massive. This was the only sidewalk that was cleared along the way (or anywhere else for that matter), so I think it must have been done by a kind and generous homeowner with a snowblower. The side streets weren't even plowed yet, and it will take days for a city sidewalk plow to come by. So. Much. Snow. The buses were running, though, so after a stop for a tea latté...

 

I saw this in HomeSense last weekend. I don't do any kind of needlework or crafting, but the saying fits me to a "T"! Happy March 1st!