The Good Parts of This Past Weekend
And there were some, because life is mixed.
Late Saturday afternoon (about 10 seconds before Mr S was about to strip down and take a good long bath), there was a knock at the front door. It took me a couple of seconds to recognize one of Mr S's former students , from his first year of teaching. We hadn't seen C since a wedding last summer, where we had met his new wife. Now they were both here with their absolutely adorable new son. It was nice to catch up, and to have the baby in the house.
On Easter we had a family dinner at Mom's, and it felt good to be in the company of family. We caught up on the activities of my niece and nephew, who are growing up fast.
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Just want to say "thanks" for the condolences, by email and comments. The loss of a little cat is pretty small stuff compared to the many sorrows of the world. All the same, I miss him, and the kindness is appreciated.
2 comments:
'sokay. When DGD went to my dad's funeral, she told her mom "Grandpa is playing ball with Belle (her old dog)." Baxter is welcome to the party too.
And I think Baxter can still knit.
No soul is small, no life is small; therefore, no passing of life is small. Baxter was profoundly loved by you. It's important.
I'm going to miss seeing him on the blog.
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