Category: growth

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 35:

That day was a good day, sure it did not start out great.  Mom thought I had gotten us lost on the way to the museum.  But once we got there and sat on the benches before we went in, things had been cleared.  It’s not how you start; it’s how you finish.  That day finished on a wonderful note.  Miss you mom.

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Moved back in…

To my apartment, me and the little girl.  She sniffed, slinked, and scurried around the place.  Meowing loudly, finally getting familiar with things.  She loves the new cat tree, got a real bargin at pet smart.  What I thought was 99 bucks, was on sale for 69 dollars.  Oh believe me, I spent money last night, between the cat and some food for myself, I almost wept, but it was necessary.

I now really look forward to coming home after a long days or nights work to see my kittie girl.  Now that she is mine and my responsibility.  Anyways, there are great responsibilities as a adult I have to do Monday, one of which, need to update my resume.  I am trying to stick with this job, for at least a year, not sure that will happen, as so much nonsense is going on there.  So that is that.

Last weekend, went to the free day at Zilker, went to the botanical garden.  Invited nephwe and sister who have never been, it was great fun.  Photos below.







Welp, until the next adventure, keep it fun.

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week:11

 

moms kid picture bw

 

This was my mom as a kid, I can see the resemblance in all three of us, my sister and brother.  She was an only child by her mother.  Strong willed, and so very independent.  And so very missed.  My mom was a giver, she was nice and caring; but she was also a Scorpio, and if you got on her bad side, you better watch out!  There are a lot of personality traits I got from her, some not so good, but most very good.  I am so blessed to have had her for 43 of my years.  Mom I love you.

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 9:

A photo of my step dad and mom, we visted Marathon TX, and this was Santa Rita No 1.  It is a oil derek.  Those were some good times we had, taking long drives and rides.  Something that I will miss dearly.  She sure loved to go.  I miss you mom, I have you in my heart always.  Perhaps I too will find someone who dosen’t mind driving, and me riding to long, and adventurous places.

Getting back in it somewhat

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything on the regular.  I am very slowly getting myself back.  I know it will take a while.  Always a work -in-progress.  So this morning, the bus did not come, there I and another woman staning there.  She calls cap metro customer service, they say it is a mechanical issue, but do not offer when ir if they will send a back-up bus.  See this lousy route as it may be only has one bus making the rounds wvery our on the weekends, and two busses back and forth on the weekdays.  And it goes in a short loop, not like it was goong all the way to China and back, but just to one park and ride, then to the Howard Station. Anyhoo, this lady calls a ride share and tells me I can ride with her to the park and ride.  Now that is mighty generous.  That is my shining star of the morning.  

So getting back to myself;I’ve been cleaning my apartment, and making some changes.  So that it will accommodate my new kiddo.  Princess.

Who is now my responsibility since my mom passed away.  I am getting her a new cat tree, and hopes she takes the move and new accommodations well.  To be continued on that!

I also acquired new artwork 

This painting comes from a co-worker who is very artistic.  I hope she sells more of her work.  It will hang over my fireplace once I get thing situated.  

Winter is subsiding, soon Spring will be upon us.  Today is turing out like a spring day, so lovely in the sun.  I am enjoying it while it is here.  

Here’s to getting back…  All aboard!

Fifty-Two Weeks of My Healing…

Week 7:

In bloom.  Taken last spring, when the Bluebonnets were in high form and bloom.  Mom loved the season change, when the blue bonnets were vivid in the hill country. A photo of her and her husband in the blue bonnets.  I am going to miss that with her.  But I have a photo, and the memories of that amazing day.  I love you mom, may there be many blooming and vivid flowers for you.