Ah. So much, recently. Too much for here. But a few things in my life are as thus:
My Babcia, my grandmother, died on Good Friday. I think she would have been highly pleased by the fact that Pope John Paul II also died on Good Friday, five years ago. I'm not as happy at the moment. Of course, I want more time with her. Have recriminations. Wish some things had gone differently. Want to hug her one more time, take away the pain she had to endure during the last year or so, and see those magnificently blue eyes once again as she smiles at me with so much love. But what can I do? Not much except honor her memory, cherish her in my heart, remember her always, and see her lifeblood in my own hands and skin and body. And that's kind of cool. And that's also all I have to say about it right now.
My new blog has 9 posts on it now. Yowza! Much more than here, though those are very specific and not quite as, ah, rambling as some of my posts on here tend toward. Cruise over there if so inclined, leave a comment, and let me know what you think.
It is snowing here again today. Really! Complete whiteout earlier. A bit mind-boggling, really. Ah, springtime. In like a lion, etc. etc. Indeed. Matches my moods and situations from the past few months. Am I ever ready for some settling down and smoothing of the cruel, rough edges.
Peace, Babcia. Hope things are going well where you are. I know you're seeing Ronan now. And I definitely feel you with me.
Hug your grandmas, all. Really. Even if it's just from afar.