Good Grief

Last night I was working on some art projects and pulled out the art supplies that use to be my sister's. I thought it would be fun, and at first it was. Then my mind shifted to wondering what she had planned to use the pretty pens and papers for. Without any warning, I had quite an emotional episode. This was a surprise to me because after I cry a lot, I feel like I can't anymore. When I do, its very short. It was intense this time and caught me a bit off guard. Then I thought, well if my husband comes into the room, boy will he get a big surprise! He had just dropped off a cup of tea and saw me happily at work. I continued using the supplies, and I still will. The husband never came in. Oh grief...I guess you're here to stay. 

These roses are blooming in Guen's backyard... and Libby is still blooming too.