So, mom knew it was her job since her other 2 sisters were not in the area. Mom and gramma butted heads alot. Her husband spoiled her all their 56 yrs of marriage. Guess love like that is hard to come by.
After the dust had settled, memorial was done(Mom found it strange that she had a hard time leaving the urn...)Older sister-was in charge. Then younger sister came in June. An estate sale was arranged. Big sis had to leave before July 4, so wasn't here for sale. Little sis had her own things to do. (She has a house here and needed to clean out a shed and send her things to CA.
Well, the time came for sale. Mom's Dad was Air Force, so there wasn't a "home Place". Mom realized though things are just things, most of them were "home" for her. That from Okinawa, that from Greece, Germany.Ohio, etc. She knew she couldn't keep everything so she tried not to keep too much.(and of course 2 sisters, grandkids too) At first she brought tons over to her side, and then realized she couldn't-ha-she schlepped back and forth many times. Kinda comical.
Well, sale weekend came. She stayed on her side most of the day-but couldn't help look out and watch her "home" being carried out. She leaked. Finally, she decided she should go over for just a minute. (Mom NEVER wears dresses, but gramma was a classy fashionista. So Mom got dolled up in a dress that she had gotten from gramma's, makeup,hair and went over to "represent". She figured if gramma happened to look down, she'd be proud. She happened to go at a time when a couple were buying a set of bronze/lacquer eating utensils Thailand. He was a Navy brat, they had only a few pieces left, and it brought back memories for him since they had used it on special occasions. Her set was missing none. She teared up, he teared up. She was happy for the first time becase part of her home was going where it was part of his too. She made 2 new friends that day.
OK, so the sale got over. Little sis left shortly after, but Mom didn't see her but a couple of times because she was staying at her house, getting it ready to rent, and visiting her friends.
Well, Here's the armadillo part. They are slow moving, you don't see them during the day much. They have fierce claws which they use to dig for food with or protect their young. They have a hard shell except for their belly, which is soft. If they are in danger they roll up and can "play Possum". A long time, mom's seen it. Mom knew one dog that could break it's shell. A Dobe named Beau. Holy cow. Awesome.
I don't know why(may have started out with one of her trademark falls that really hurt), she was supposed to stay with her legs elevated, ice, yada,yada. well somewhere along the way-she rolled up.
She fed us and let us out of course. But left the house only when she had to. She was having dreams of when gramma had left. She could not get it out of her head. It snowballed and she just couldn't see any point. Thank Dog for Scooter and me.
Anyway,that has lasted awhile. But about a week ago, she unrolled. Couldn't tell you why. Nothing changed. Maybe it was the praying. (Mom here. I know not everyone believes, but I do-even though sometimes it is hard to keep on doing it. I hope everyone has doubts sometimes...)
So, there you have it. Mom is not a racehorse yet, but she's getting there!
OK-trivia(if anyone is still reading) Dillos are called Texas speed bumps around here. #1 road kill. Pic below shows why. They do not see well. When startled by the car they jump=about bumper high. RIP jumpin dillo
I could tell you soooo much more about these mammels that have existed for eons. But I fear if you haven't left already, you're sound asleep. WAKE UP!!! It's over.
We are going to try hard to catch up. We have missed all of you.