It happens to us all…in fact it is even the subject of a well-known poem by Robert Burns that has become a cliche.
Why is it that holidays/special days can be such a “mixed bag”? (Another cliche) Yesterday I had the most precious day with my mother, mother-in-law, husband, father, sons, daughter-in-laws, and grandchildren. How blessed my life is by these wonderful people. Each one made me feel special and loved. Thank you my sweet family. You are my JOY!
There were storm clouds in the day,, but the “less said the better.” and with that, “I’ll say adieu.”
