Ho, humm

     It seems to be the lazy days of summer.  Nothing really exciting going on here.  I am still kind of down, missing Grandma.  It gets a little easier each day.  But, her birhtday is on the 4th of July.  I expect that day to be hard......I will keep busy with a Family BBQ here at the Mack Casa--Smore's included.  Next week will also be Drew and Theresa's birthdays ( Drew will be 18, Theresa will be 19) We will have a little party for them on Friday night, and celebrate next weekend with a trip to Sand Hollow.......maybe. 



   

Grandma

     This weekend was a hard one.  We laid Grandma to rest on Friday.  She has a beautiful spot in the Mt. Calvary Cemetery overlooking the whole valley,so she can keep a good eye on us.  It was good to see family and friends that I had not seen since I was a little girl.  It was good to have Dave and Drew to hold on to when it all became too much.  I will post some stories about her some other time, things are still too fresh torelive those memories right now. 

This is her and Grandpa Jim in the good ol' days.

Grandma as a young woman.....I think we have the same eyes and smile.

Adios, Abuela.  Con mucho amor  (with much love)

as she did everything for her family

I will have you in my heart, always!

   

Goodbye

    Funny that I was just talking about how much I hate the ending.  My Grandma Herrera passed away early Sunday morning.  As I type this I am flooded with memories of her..........making tortillas, watching sopa operas, learning how to sew, feeding the chickens (and getting attacked by the rooster).  I will miss her so much.  I spent many summers at her house. They tell me that when I was really young I used to hide my shoes so that I would not have to go home. 

     I know that she is in a better place, and that her body works again.  I know  that she will watch over me; that she will always be in my heart.  She was my example for faith in God, strength, resourcefulness.  She raised seven kids and comanded respect even though she was only 4 feet 11 inches tall.  We knew she would keep us in line.  She had a great sense of humor and always taught us about the importance of family.  Much love, Grandma.  I will miss you terribly.

This is where the story ends

     I always hate it when the movie ends.  I get so involved in the story, when things start to wrap up I don't want it to end.  I want the story to continue, I wonder about the characters.  I envision their "happily ever after". 

     This is why I like to read so much.  I love a story that comes out in a series.....it's like a long, drawn out movie.  I get to follow the story, not just for 2 hours as in a movie.  It typically take me 1 week to read a book.  Even then, I dread the ending.  I don't want the story to ever stop.  In a really good book, the characters become my friends and I don't want to say goodbye.  I care about what happens to them,  I want to stay involved in their lives.

   I wonder what that says about me.  I still think about how it all worked out for Richard Gere and Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman.  Did they stay together?  Did she get her fairy tale?  I think that I really believe in the fairy tale; that it can ( and does) work out despite the odds.  Maybe it doesn't happen as often as we would like, but perhaps this is why we need the distraction of a book or movie--to remind us that there are good stories out there.