Valentine's Day is a time we reflect on the special people in our life that we love. We should tell those special people every day but we get so busy with life that we do not stop and take the time and then it becomes to late.  I don't want to look back and wish I had said the words; "I love you", more.

It has been a day of mixed emotions.  I have a lot to be thankful for so I want to dwell on the positive.  I miss Dennis very much and days like today are hard to get through.  Dennis wasn't one to spend money on flowers.  I do remember that I usually got a corsage on Mother's Day. When Walmart had their flowers for sale at the DC he was always bringing a bouquet home at night and I would find them in a vase in the sink waiting for me to get up of a morning.  I would  trim them up and put them back in a vase to enjoy here at home.

Since Dennis and I had gotten back together, which had been 13 years it was the little things that meant a lot to me.  When I had arm surgery he would bring me my coke, pop the top each morning.  When I got the cast off and went back to work, he continued to bring me my coke and pop the top, even though I could do it by myself.

I mentioned the 13 years.  There are a lot of marriages that don't last 13 years but ours did the first time and and the second time; if God had not taken him we would have had many more years together.

MAKING MEMORIES

MaKara had a project to do for school so we spent Friday evening and most of the day Saturday putting together a scrapbook.  MaKara wrote a fiction story about real events during the Alaskian gold rush.  Christy was on her computer finding us documentation and I was getting everything into the scrapbook.  It was a lot of fun but I sure was tired when we got through.

After we got through with the album, MaKara took one more look at it before I left.  I had a great time and hope I get another chance to help with a project, but that really depends on what kind of grade we get.  She maybe looking for some one else next time.  Want matter because the memories have already been made.

I will post some birthday pictures next time.  Sorry I forgot to reduce the pixcels.  I will do better next time.  I need to blog more often and then I would remember how to do it.
Have a Happy Valentine's evening.

THE CAT THAT WASN'T A CAT

Memories are what makes a person smile for the inside out.  That is what I do, smile when I remember the day that I shared a story with eight of my grandchildren.  Last summer Dennis and I had our grandchildren up for almost a week.  We played, laughed, ate, went swimming and had a picnic several days.  It was a great time to make a lot of memories with their Papa and Nana.



 

I started the book over four years ago and had it printed in Creative Memories.  It is a true story about, "The Cat that Wasn't  A Cat." Most of the pcitures you see here were shot when Dennis was reading the story again to the kids.  They could not believe that it was atrue story and that the skunk was a real skunk.  I will never be a famous author but I am famous to my grandchildren and that is all that matters.



This year with Dennis gone I will have help having the kids up this summer.  I am already making plans.  Swimming, playing, craft time, hiking and maybe a trip to town is already making it to my list, of the list of things to do.  Notice two lists.  I have already bought four  puzzles to work if we have a rainy day or an evening free.  I bought the game Shute and Ladders to play with the younger ones.  I am working on the craft idea.  Not sure what it is going to be but I know they will have a good time with it.