16 December, 2025

So, It's Been A Year...

Mom died a year ago this morning. There are constant reminders. When I first entered the kitchen this morning a photo of her and Lynnleigh greeted me on our electronic frame. That gave me pause, I drew a deep breath and then smiled. Then there are the cardinals... I saw two yesterday. There are constant God-winks. I miss you, Mom. 
It's all good, the reminders are comforting to me. Life goes on; one day at a time. 
We made another trip up to New England to check on Dad, this one was more challenging, weather wise. He's doing okay, it's a day at a time. He enjoys talking on the phone and visits from old friends. This past year has been hard on him, he's lonely and his health issues have taken a toll. While we were away I needed to keep my hands busy in the evenings. 
This little Primitive Santa slowly took shape.
Once the roads up north were finally cleared a beautiful landscape was revealed. 
This is my favorite building in Laconia, NH; the public library. Isn't it beautiful?
Once back home again, the trees went up...



The house was decorated. (Note: newly cross-stitched pieces were finished and framed~ nothing fancy, DIY, Amazon frames).
...and Christmas sewing is underway. Whatever gets done, gets done. 
There's always next year, right?
So, it's been a year. 
I'm still here and it's Christmastime once again.

Life is Good!

4 comments:

Nancy said...

Condolences on the one-year anniversary of your Mother's passing. Sadness plus gratitude it sounds like. That snowy drive looks pretty challenging. Hope your Dad is able to enjoy some of the holiday happenings. Busy hands- yes, it's a thing! I often need to feel productive while doing unproductive things like tv watching. Your home looks festive and colorful with all of your lovely projects.

cityquilter grace said...

amazed at how much you accomplished...i feel your sadness...i am there also..our 2nd without mom...but we rejoice for much in our lives...heartfelt blessings to you...

Janet O. said...

Tender times, when the memories are still so vivid, and the loss still raw.
I'm glad you were able to journey safely to see your Dad. Looks like a challenge, on those roads.
I know I have been to Laconia, but I don't know if I saw the library there. Went with my daughter to the one in Meredith, which is also old, but not that pretty! :)
Your trees are radiant, and your stitched pieces look good.
That is a beautiful tree in your last photo.

Juliann said...

I am finding my way to allow moments of grief into my days without being overwhelmed. It is good to sit with the memories. Tender times indeed.