This is the movie theater sign in my hometown. My grandfather once owned the theater many years ago.
I have really been m.i.a. for a while now. The past couple of weeks have personally seen some highs and lows. Last Monday my grandfather passed away. I called him Daddy Charles. I've been at my parents' home all week and I'm so grateful that I could spend as much time as I could there. Through this sad time it's been so wonderful to be surrounded by family. It's a good time to see how truly good people can be. I looked for that positive light in the little moments; the meals, flowers, hugs and tears were all moments where love shined.
While I was at my grandparents' home I explored their basement where Daddy Charles liked to tinker around. He had his own little wood shop and he was always creating something. Later in his life he took to pottery and ceramics and dove in headfirst. He got a pottery wheel and a kiln and went at it. His creativity was to be admired. He was the type of person who would look at something, truly study something, and then say, "I could make that," and then he did.
Here are some of my favorite moments.
My sister planted these roses in my Grandmother's garden.
This is such a hard thing to go through. Being so far away from my family makes it even harder. But I want to go out on a high note. The week before my Grandfather passed, I became engaged. The ring belonged to my other late Grandmother's mother. It's nice to feel like I'm connected to her through this ring.
It's really been a bittersweet time. This is why I am so far away from the blogworld right now but I'm working my way back.
Have a wonderful week, friends.