Who in the world decided to throw Mother’s Day in the mix of May needs to have their head examined. I feel just as stressed in May as I do in December….
Yesterday was a hard day and thankfully I knew myself well enough to know that being away was the best medicine….so we are at a Airbnb….my absolute fave one and we went thrifting….and dinner and of course reading and needlepoint.











The host was amazing…..gained some knowledge of the most amazing detergent I have ever smelled….so good my husband noticed.
She’s an amazing Gardner and she left me these….

I cannot wait!
We went thrifting which is not my husbands fave thing to do but I appreciate his love for me. I found some great things! Can’t wait to show you when I return home!



The next day we headed to BellaVista and went on a short hike

We then headed to Bentonville and I had some F 150 ice cream just like Sam Walton would have wanted.



My emotions have been strong and all over the place.
My daughter leaning the nest, my father being gone for a year, my mother not doing real great in the nursing home…and I just turned 52 as I write this…
My heart wants to cry….but also celebrate as we have good things in our future but I still don’t know how to process….my biggest hero is gone…and life will never be as sweet again.