I'm better, dear friends. I had a house full of kids and grandkids, and kids friends and their babies. It is great medicine. I know that I need to focus on the living and make memories with the generations after me, and that's what I'm determined to do.
I sent my son home with some furniture this weekend so that I could turn the combo sewing/tv room into just MY sewing space. I'm excited about organizing it with the extra room, but first it's time to clean up after the weekend
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One of the furniture Items I gave my son was Matt's gun cabinet. He found a 150 year old china hutch at an estate sale years ago and had it restored. He then made inserts to hold his long guns. He had a nice collection, and I was afraid that letting them go would be difficult, but between his best friend and our kids, they are slowly moving on to new homes and I'm ok.
OH--big news--Arlington called Friday and we have a date to place Matt's ashes. I requested full honors, which means a caisson, band, etc. A full parade. It have been over a year, but that's ok. Let's hope for mild weather--December 2 could be quite chilly in Washington DC. I am overwhelmed by the number of people who hope to attend, and my fingers are crossed that I can enjoy the day without breaking down. I gave the kids their way at the church service last year and didn't have everyone sing happy birthday (it would have been his 61st), but this one is mine. Would it be inappropriate to tell funny stories at the Columbarium?