My aunt died Monday morning, so we’re driving to Indiana, to the town I was born in. I don’t think I’ve been back there since I was a baby. Aunt Barbara was ill for a very long time and I know she’s now kickin’ up a ruckus in Heaven. She was a very talented painter and even though diabetes and a stroke had taken her leg and her speech, she never lost her spunk or her sense of humor. She sent funny emails to us all the time and always cracked me up. She was in a lot of pain last week and I was so sad for her. Though we’ll miss the laughter she always sent our way, I can see her now, just out of the corner of my eye, smiling and dancing in Heaven.
We’re also going to visit my dad’s grave, which I’ve never seen and, since we’ll only be five hours from Richard’s mother’s house…we’re going there as well. So, we’ll be gone for a bit more than a week.
~PLEASE if you love me, don’t send me any condolence emails.~ I’m already flooded with work and the wireless connection can barely handle the load already!
I’m still shaking my head how it takes us months to plan for a vacation, but we can pack and race out the door in an emergency in only two hours! We’re very lucky that our business is travel-friendly.
We’re all fine and the kids are, needless to say, wearing watermelon grins over this impromptu vacation.
Angela