Forty-nine years ago this week my mother died. She was only 55 years old and I was 16. A few days ago Husband was asking me questions about the events around her death when the tears started flowing. (you can read more here.) I’m always shocked at the raw emotion I still have about her…
Author: Grandma Grace
Toy Story
Husband’s mother has a bin of toys tucked away in a closet just waiting for little guests. Having something to occupy visiting children makes for more peaceful adult conversations. Seeing the wisdom in this, I decided to buy a new toy for an upcoming family get-together that pre-schoolers would attend at our place. But guess…
Concrete Countertops
Some of my readers have asked me about our experience making concrete countertops. We put the last coat on this Saturday and the counters are in the one-week curing stage, so we haven’t used them yet. I can’t report on the end product yet, but I can tell you about the process. If you’re thinking…
True Love
Two heart-wrenching phone calls in one day. A marriage flying apart. An engagement languishing. We ache from a deep place inside. Sadness wants to swallow us up. We flounder in a pit of sorrow. Is there something we should do? How do we think about this? Did we contribute to these sad situations? Soul searching,…
Spring Check List
It doesn’t feel like Spring here. Cold rain and wind, freezing nights. But the daffodils are blooming and this week the willows leafed out and the plums blossomed. They apparently don’t pay attention to the rain and cold, they just do what they should do, no matter what. So even though I don’t feel like…
Dust to Dust
“I know what we can do. We’ll get more cats,” quips Husband-the-cat-‘hater’. I have to chuckle through my tears. Another crisis, but we’ll live through it still married. Sanding dust covers everything. The plywood base for countertops was perfectly cut and attached to the new base cabinets, then puttied and sanded. The sanding dust hangs…