Family

Saturday was the annual family picnic. Grandpa is 92, getting frail but still able to teach Bible class (he was a missionary till he was 80). Our family may number in the 70's and almost half came (a few families from out of state).  We get together a couple times a year to keep in touch. It's seems to be getting harder every year, not everyone comes (or thinks it's important). Sad . . . .   Still, it was good to see everyone, fun for the kids and good food.

Went to my parents this week and took my two granddaughters with me, what a joy they are. 'Helping' with little chores like gardening and looking for deer (they walk thru all the time). Their mom came the next day bringing the baby goats.  My mom fell in love, she grew up with goats and other small animals because instead of tithe food was given. They would play with them and then would end up on the table, this was 60 yrs. ago or so. It was fun to watch! My son came also, he helped my dad with digging holes for posts and moving log rounds to be split.

A longtime, good friend of my moms is in the late stages of Alzheimer's, we started on clearing out some of her things for donation, sale and clothes for her to wear.  The closet took about 4 hours and left us tired. Next will be her sewing room which is 10 times the room and stuff. OMGosh, but mom cannot do this herself and the husband is overwhelmed already and has to find a 'home' because of the wandering off and the agitation over noises and changes or talking as if knowing you, then a string of words come out all meaningless and disconnected. My granddaughter found her to be a bit scary, it was hard to explain what was wrong, I tried. She was so artistic (and crafty) and now it's buried and gone! Very sad.