Change

  I spent the weekend back home, with family. We had an anniversary party for my husbands parents, and that was fun. I had not seen any of his family in months. We all ate too much, and had a lot of fun playing with the one and only grandchild in the family. I hope we don't ruin him before his baby brother/sister gets here.

 We also had a garage sale at my dads house. My brothers and sisters in law have worked very hard, getting his house ready to sell, and I appreciate it, but it makes me very sad.
 It's like my life there, is over. I don't have a home to go to, and no one to call and tell I've made it back safely. They are having blizzard like weather there today, and I have picked up my phone a dozen times, to call Dad and see how he is.

 I brought my mom's china hutch home with me. I plan to refinish it, so we'll see how that goes. Dad wanted me to take it several years ago, but I didn't feel good about taking Mom's things from the house, while he was still living. In hindsight, it might have been easier.
 My brother, Greg called to make sure we made it home ok, last night. That helped more than he will ever know. It made me feel like I still had a family.