Sunday, July 7, 2013
Once again I let this blog slide for awhile. It's been a busy and chaotic couple of months as I have moved in with my son and his family, spent time recovering from a fall and sprained ankle, and now finally on the mend. Why the move? Well, not because I need to be cared for or anything like that. But I was getting tired of living alone and he and his wife had been asking me for several months to come live with them. So finally I decided it might be a good idea and I took the plunge. It's going to be a leap of faith, this move. I have gone from a household of one plus a dog, to ten plus a dog. Quite a jump, I'd say. While there will naturally be some adjustments for each of us during this time of transition, I must say that this change should be a good one. Living with seven grandchildren ranging from age two through age twelve supplies me with plenty of hugs and kisses each day. And to say there is never a dull moment would be an understatement. The Waltons we are not, but there could end up being some interesting stories come out of this.