I'M HOME...
Hey, you guys, hope all is well. I'm back from burying my brother in Florida and the better for it having been with my family for the first time in years. It was so hard to leave my Dad this time; always fearful I might never see him again. I love him with all my heart and soul. Thanks for your thoughts and prayers, I'm doing fine. Everyone is very proud of me; two moment stand out in my mind. The first, when I went with my niece to pick my sister up from the airport. Sheila headed toward my niece and gave her a big hug, I was standing just behnind them, smiling at her. As they were hugging, Sheila was looking into my eyes with this blank face - my heart sunk, I thought she didn't think I had lost much weight. Turns out she was wondering who this lady was, watching her hug my niece and smiling at them! (She didn't know I would be at the airport.) My own sister didn't know me! I said, "Hi, baby..." and her eyes bugged out and she threw herself into my arms and sobbed. She was shocked, and so, so happy to see me at this weight. The other moment was at the funeral home, the next day, when my nephew walked in. He shook my brother's hand and I was standing pretty close. As he was greeting my brother, he looked at me, nodded and politely said hello, and then looked away. Five seconds lately it registered, and he did a double-take and looked at me again in utter amazement. "Aunt Maureen?" he said, and I smiled and nodded. He just kept saying, "Oh my God, I can't believe it!" And he hugged the stuffing out of me. Don't get me wrong, my family has always loved me unconditionally. But they are so proud of me, and so happy for me. So, anyway, thanks again for your support, I'm home, I wish you all good things...have a good week. Love to you, Reenie