Tough...

This has been a tough past weekend and week thus far.   I apologize for not keeping up like I try to with each of you, but dadgummit, life is tough at times.  I have no photographs to depict exactly what I am feeling.  It stinks.  Really folks, it does.   

To bring you up to speed - let me begin by telling you that one of my oldest and dearest friend's lost her daddy last week.  "Pa" was such a wonderful and caring man and father; he adopted all of us as his own.  My daughter and I cooked and fed them after the funeral this past Saturday.   You betcha - it is a Southern thing to take care of others during this hard time and we prepare lots of comfort food (and drinks!) when they probably don't feel like one or the other; but their company sure does appreciate it!  Of course it goes without saying that they do too.

Last night I learned that "Aunt Audrey," a wonderful, caring woman that took care of so many of us small town children, lost of her battle with breast cancer.   Everyone in our small town knew her (and she was seriously affectionally called "Aunt Audrey" by many).  If you were blessed to have been cared by her (as my brother and I were), then you certainly wanted her to care for your own children; and she did for many of us.   She was so loved - I cannot even begin to describe the wonderful memories I have of her and what great care and love she bestowed upon all us younguns!   Both of my parents worked in a local small-town factory as did many others, and we are a family of sorts.   I do look forward to seeing them at the visitation.   It is sad that we see so many who are important to us only at funerals or weddings!

This evening I am on pins and needles and praying like crazy for one of my best friend's daughter, Amber.  She is undergoing emergency surgery at this very time for a ruptured appendix.  She is 18 weeks pregnant and carrying a precious baby boy.   Please say a prayer for them.   I do not mean to offend those of a different faith; but my faith is clear and I believe that Jesus Christ has the power to heal us and change the outcome of our circumstances.   The saddest thing is that Amber miscarried this past June at 11 weeks while visiting her for her sister's wedding.   I am beyond sad and worried

On that note - I send blessings to you and yours my friends!  

xoxo,
SouthernSass