It's that time of year again...Fall. I wonder if I will ever get over being sad this time of year? It used to be my favorite time of the year--but now it makes me think of Mom too much.
October was our month--trip to Nashville, maybe Greenwood, maybe somewhere else. One time I took her to Metamora, IN. I usually took off a week and we would do fun things. So now, I just get sad because I miss her more and think of her more. Like last week we went to Saint Paul's in Bloomington for Mass. I've been there plenty of times since they've been gone, but I got weepy thinking of them there. They really enjoyed it.

In the kitchen at home, there is this little drawer that sort of slides out by the sink. It is for storing wet sponges or whatever. There are two of these drawers; I only thought one of them worked for some reason. So Susan pulled out the other one one night and there were two sponges and a Dobie (scratcher type thing) unopened in there. I got weepy again--because I knew the last person who touched those was Mom. We've been there all this time and I've never opened that drawer. She loved her Dobies :-). She always had extras.

We finally had to change the light bulbs above the sink. Again, I got teary as I knew the last person to do that was Dad. I even looked for his fingerprints on the light bulb we removed. Some type of connection. I know that may sound stupid. But I still miss them so much and my life feels empty. I am moving on--but there is still grief and still a sadness that I don't think will ever go away.

We are now using the last of Mom's stash of shampoo. This one was an unopened bottle of some Equate (Walmart brand) equivalent of Pantene shampoo. (Kind of strange because Mom didn't usually buy the Walmart brand of anything!) Anyway, here we are in 2009 and we're still using her shampoo! She was always trying new stuff to get her hair just right. :-)

We found some meat in the freezer. I know we went through it before and got ride of stuff, but I guess we left this and then forgot about. This was cube steaks. Mom's handwriting still on the freezer bag.

That's all for now.

Still miss you and love you, Mom and Dad.