i'm really happy for the weekend. finally, sweet saturday and sunday, you're here. all 48 glorious hours of you. my weekend will center around my family, my home. this morning i'll join my sister at the church were my gram's funeral services will be said next week. cyndi and i are joining together to select music, choose readings and provide personal details and fond memories of our gram. after that we'll head for the florist to select flowers for the church. i'm picturing buckets of irish roses - red, of course.
these are happy times for my sister and i, our family. i live by faith and know exactly the place that gram calls home these days. heaven. who wouldn't take joy in the fact that someone they love has that as a forwarding address? and in the days that have ensued following her travel from earth to above our family has naturally been drawn closer together. i've reconnected with my uncle in DC and his wife, my very favorite aunt. i've been introduced and have come to adore my gram's niece who resides in savannah. she's coming to spend next week with us. i can't wait to meet her in person. and my dad, who suffers so from the vestiges of parkinson's disease, is having good days and is lighter in spirit in knowing the family is coming together and that my gram is in peace and at home. and the conversations between my mom and i - some easy, some not so much so - have been priceless. i believe we've come to a greater understanding of each other.
other weekend plans include a movie date with my husband tonight. i'm also trying to steal some time with my nephew mike who turned 15 last week. i'll be cleaning, straightening, getting my home ready to welcome family come monday. a grocery trip's in order because of course my sister and i can't simply order food for the luncheon - our love of cooking dictates the need to prepare dishes of comfort for our family and friends following the service. and i simply can't wait to cook for my uncle rick again. wish aunt ellen was coming too, but things are as they should be and i'll see her soon enough.
i will also too squeeze in precious time to write, for it is in doing so that i find peace. my challenge is to follow the advice of a friend and begin to create character sketches for writing fiction. a whole new world opens up to me with the simple thought of that.
to everything a season, as the verse goes,
a season for every activity under heaven.
may you find the blessing in whatever you do
and wherever you go this weekend.
photo caption - taken in bucktown last summer.
i love the reflection of the buildings and the patterns on the glass.
significant, i thought, considering where my thoughts are these days.