I have dreamed about Mom and Dad for the last two nights. The first night, we were going somewhere in the car and I was in the backseat--so familiar. I went with them in the car quite a bit--to Louisville to visit Aunt Opal, Aunt Bea and Uncle Check, traveling to visit Joe and Judy...or many times to Bloomington to go to Mass. Sometimes we would just go for a drive around the county. Dad would just start driving on these county roads and somehow we'd end up back in Bedford.

Last night I dreamed that Mom died first and left Dad. That was kind of strange.

Susan and I bought a couple of badminton racquet's and birdies. I haven't played badminton there for years, but when I was a kid, Dad would put up a net and we'd all play. Of course now there is all this landscaping and the tree is a lot bigger! This has brought back memories. We also had a croquet set.

The other day a Pfaltzgraff catalog came in the mail to Mom. They had crossed her name out but still delivered it. I wish they wouldn't do that--cross the name out. Anyway, it made me teary. She loved her Pfaltzgraff. One time I ordered a piece online for her and she was tickled because her pattern was retired and she didn't think she'd get any more pieces.

Love,
Susie