Weary

I need your patience, friends. Understanding and a dash of forgiveness. It has not been my intention to leave things for so long over here but I’ve found myself…weary. Weary, tired, exhausted, heart sore, grieving, worn out.

Parenting a 3 year old is hard. Very hard. Even more so when your young toddler keeps you sleepless. Grandma died and now I’m preparing to take the kids out to Seattle for the first 15 days in February, while Aaron stays home to work. Before we leave, I have a couple huge projects I need to finish. Toss in two children with staggered cases of chicken pox and you can imagine how quickly those projects are being completed!

February. Well, mid February. That’s when I hope to be back. Until then, be good and true to yourself.

Lucille Etta Stein Wentworth

Eighth Grade Graduation, 1934, Killdeer, North Dakota

High School Graduation, 1938, Vancouver, Washington

December 7th, 2009, Renton, Washington

 

Grandma. She passed away yesterday morning at 8:26am at 90 years of age.
February 3rd, 1920 – December 16th, 2011.

My Grandma lived an amazing life. Can you imagine being born in a house without electricity or running water, and going into town every 4 months to what it is today? Most people being a 2 car household, the internet, television, flight. Living through the Great Depression, being born at the end of the Industrial Revolution, living through World War 2, women winning the vote, the era of free love, King’s assassination, Kennedy’s assassination, hearing on the radio men walking on the moon, civil right movement and having an African American president, just to name a few.

Grammie left an incredible legacy. Her stories have shaped my life, her character has influenced mine, and her back scratches have punctuated my childhood with love and care.

I love you and I miss you. I’m heartbroken I wasn’t there to kiss you goodbye.

Together Tuesday



My dear Grandma Wentworth. She may not know who I am anymore or remember that I was there the moment I walked out the door, but I believe she’ll remember when she is in heaven.