Ode to Sunflowers and the man that they remind me of

 

 

Well..  hello!

It's been a while.

 

I hope that everyone..

if there is anyone left out there,

Is doing well. 

 

 

Life has been good here. 

  Paul and I have been enjoying summer and taking some fun road trips.

Last week we spent some time in the Tennessee Smoky Mountains. 

Beautiful!!!

 

We've also been getting a lot of work done around this old house.

We recently had new windows installed and they are amazing.

I had no idea how much light we were missing.   

 

....  and they actually open without having to pry the wood with a screw driver.

How cool is that!!!!

 

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I decided a few weeks ago that I was going to try to start blogging again.

Lucky..  it's almost my favorite time of year.

Fall gets my mojo going.

 

Sunflower season is one of my favorites too. 

I don't know anyone who doesn't love happy sunflowers.

 

There are plenty of cheerful Sunflowers in the living room and dining room.

 

 

 

They even grace this weeks pages of my planner .

I will have to tell you about my planner addiction on another post.

Love it!!!

 

I used the sunflower spread this week because they remind me of my late father in law who passed 14 years ago on Wednesday.

 

There hasn't been a day in all of these years that I haven't thought about and missed him.

Although people tried to diminish the relationship we had... 

Nobody could ever erase the love and kindness that he showed me.

 

Not only am I grateful for the amazing son that he raised and the wonderful grandfather that he was to my daughters,

But I am so grateful that God brought him into my life when I needed a father.

 

I am grateful for all of the fillet o'fish meals we shared together at my kitchen table.

The rides he gave me to the store before I had a drivers license.

The $20 loans until payday.

The singing and jamming out to old country music in my living room while we painted together.

The words of love that he spoke of and the stories that he shared with me.

The handy man skills that he taught me.

The care packages that he delivered.

The way he made fun of my pronunciation of saaawsage.

 

And although he knew that I loved him, 

I am eternally grateful that I got the chance to tell him that one last time.  

 

This post is for you Grandpop!

 

 

Oh.. and guess what?

 

 

 

How about that!!!

 

Although I am struggling with menopause fun and weight gain...

I am pretty darn proud of myself!  : )

 

There are so many other things to share.. 

but I will leave them for another post. 

 

 

Hope that you all are doing great and I will see you around the blog block very soon.

 

xo.