I have been terribly remiss of late. “Something new every day” seems to have lost its importance to me.
The loss of this brother has hit me harder than the passing of his twin… perhaps because our other brother lived on – in a way – as long as his twin was alive. Now, both halves of the matching set are gone.
Tomorrow we will be bombarded by grand-daughters. The five oldest will come to spend the night as a final summer fling before they all start back to school.
I’d better make sure the pan cake griddle is ready to go. It’s not easy making five ‘Mickey Mouse’ pancakes all at once.
Hopefully the sounds of children’s laughter will help me over this rough spot.