When I was a wee girl I used to walk ten miles to school in the snow with a hole in my boot and no mittens. How's that for a long sentence? Truth-be-told, I NEVER did that. Not a single mile, nor a flake of snow.
But, it is truethat in August I was always the first in the family to run to the mailbox to see what the mailman had brought. I wondered which would arrive first each year. Would it be "Aldens", "Spiegel", "Sears", or " JC Penney"? If you are familiar with those then you probably remember receiving the Fall & Spring catalogs each year. My favorite was the Fall one, since it arrive in late Summer when I had lots of free time. I spent countless hours on a quilt out under the big Elm tree (Geez, I really do sound old!) looking through the catalogs picking out pretty dresses and such, hoping I could talk my Mom into ordering them for me. Mom made most of my clothes, but what she didn't make was ordered from the thick pages of one of the catalogs. Looking back, I'm not sure why we ordered clothes, rather than shopping in stores, but that was the case until I began high school. I just assumed that's what everyone else did too.
We're not the typical family.
I've recently become Caregiver/Guardian to my Mom as she deals with Dementia. I'm married, have three grown children and also an 18 yr. old daughter who lives at home and recently made us grandparents to her beautiful new baby girl. That means that we have four generations of women under the same roof. Mister and I have been married forever. . .It's not the life we dreamed about, nor the one we would have chosen, but most days we find a way to laugh and bumble our way through. We're enjoying the journey, even with the unexpected side trips along the way. FOLLOW ME, if you dare! LOL!