Final: The Rapture Video
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Today, I went shopping for the second time since the holidays. I got some amazing discounts on beddings. It seems like I always go through more fitted sheets, than flat sheets on our bed. The sale was so good, that I ended up buying a set of sheets for under fifty dollars, and an extra fitted sheet. We just have to watch that Moonshine the cat doesn't get to feel these lovely sheets with her feet before I do with mine. I also got a zippered cover for our king mattress, that is good to keep out mites, dead skin and is water proof. Not that we expect any problems, but the mattress as you all know is a huge investment, even on a sale, or store closure deal. I also got a round table cover for ten dollars, and some nice comforter covers. The lines at the till were still long, so I ran up to the shoe department to pay for my items. There, I glanced in the shoe clearance section, and found size 11 pumps for my big footed friends. I won't say who they are.. Today we also washed and vacuumed everything you can think of. We woke to snow on the ground, which was very refreshing. Car windows had to be cleaned this morning for my family, and remarkably my husband had the energy to do everyone's vehicle.
The sirens are still shrieking outside, we have read up on the latest suicide attempts, and successes this holiday season. Today is also the sad anniversary of the loss of my friends son. It is never easy to see the family photo's of those left behind. Like my daughter said today, it never gets easier, as all the firsts remind us of our loved ones. All the things that we miss doing with them.. Graduating from university, meeting their boyfriend, cheering them on, on their first career, getting their own apartment for the first time. As I got help organizing some of the loose photographs today, I came across the note that Deborah left us on the bridge.. saying.. The Gordon Family.. Sorry but I had to do this. What a heartbreak, what a tragedy.. We framed her last words to us. but we were told that we should throw it out at some point. Imagine.. writing this note with our home phone number on the back of her note. When will the pain end.. Never, I now know.. The only time the pain will end is when we are reunited in Heaven.
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