Another emotional weekend…

Sorry, no pictures from the Friday activities.  Once everyone arrived, we started talking and laughing and some of us even sewed.  But the laughter and giggles, the chatting and stories just were non-stop.  We did stop to eat some homemade chicken noodle soup, but I never even thought about taking a picture until everyone left and then I did the forehead slap thing when I realized I had planned to take some.  But everyone had a good time and Nancy left with three projects that she finished, except for some hand work that had to be done.

Saturday I headed to Maryland.  I packed up a few more things so they are ready to come to Pennsylvania.  The pictures are all off the walls.  I have no idea where they are all going to go, but I will find places for the ones that I really want to save and see if my boys want any of the others.  One day at a time.

Marji, Danny and the DIL, Shelly, had come down from Elkton to join me by mid morning.  Shelly had come with them so she could do a shopping trip through my house.  There were several items that I had to get out of the house that she felt her young family could use, so she came down to look at the items and decide which ones she wants to take home.  It will benefit all of us, as I will not have to worry about moving many of those items and it will make their lives better.  I call that a win/win.

Today I spent the morning at church and then an afternoon cleaning out my glasses cabinet.  I sorted through glassware that I had not used in years.  Some of the really old and thin glasses went out into the trash along with souvenir goblets from dinner theaters and other establishments.  Now I have room for the mugs I brought home yesterday and the wine glasses that I will bring home the next time I go down for a load.

Each time I go through this exercise I end up remembering all kinds of things that have been a part of my past.  In some cases it goes back before Rudy and then there are things that Rudy brought into the relationship that now are a tangible part of his life that I can still hold and see.  It is not easy, especially when I have to let some of the things go so I can keep the things that are most precious.  But, by the time I am finished I will have purged and consolidated my entire life.  Perhaps if I had one it years ago, it would be easier now…. maybe