Day 136 to 141 — We were away in Lethbridge for the funeral of Tim’s uncle Lief. Sad, but a wonderful time with family. Lief was 86 and lived a very full and interesting life. I think you could safely say he was one of those people who actually chose to LIVE his life. The memorial service on Saturday was very nice. His youngest daughter gave a moving eulogy and then the members of the Legion where Lief was a regular each bade him a military farewell. It was a beautiful thing to see.
Tim and his brothers had a good time catching up with relatives that they hadn’t seen in many years. (Since the last funeral, really.) We all remarked on how sad that was. And, of course, made vows we won’t be capable of keeping to not let it happen again. There is a family reunion this summer, so, maybe, some of us will be keeping that vow. We’ll see.
Whenever I have one of these extended weekends away from work I find it so hard to get my head wrapped around the reality of returning to work. It’s not that I don’t like my job — I love what I do — it’s just that I so enjoy having time to just do what I want. It’s a familiar complaint of mine — I know I’ve aired it on here many, many times — and it usually starts around this time each year. We’re about 6 weeks away from the end of the school year. And it just seems like it will never arrive.
Summer beckons like a siren’s song and I am impatient. I just need to take a deep breath and remind myself — all in good time.
And for you Rick and Connie: So, it has come to this.
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