After months of sorting through, cleaning out, divvying up, and selling the accumulation of 63 years of living in the same house, on Monday we finally closed on the sale of Mama's house.
It's not something I ever pictured myself doing, but when the church elders decided to have an outing together with their spouses, who am I to be a party-pooper?
Of the four family Christmas celebrations we had, our very best one was the last one...when all of our kids and grandkids got together the Saturday after Christmas.
Ever since I heard this question posed on the radio yesterday, it's had me thinking: If you could revisit a Christmas Past (like Scrooge did in A Christmas Carol), which one would it be?
After six emotionally and physically exhausting months of cleaning out every closet, nook, and cranny in Mama's old farmhouse/garage/barns, it's finally auction time.
With my two youngest siblings Mark and Maria and their families back home in Indiana last week, we crammed in lots of memory-making and treasure-hunting all surrounded by plenty of laughter and love.