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the courthouse in WenatcheeWe drove back to for a visit with family in Wenatchee this weekend. 

Cafe MelaMy mom surprised me with by giving me a beautiful handknit sweater for my birthday.  I love it.  I actually was the one who started knitting it, two years ago.  But I got frustrated and never got very far along.  So I gave her my unfinished project, hoping that she'd finish it. ; )  The pattern is from the book, French Girl Knits.  And that book was another birthday gift, from a dear friend. : ) I love the way that the delicate thin wool looks, but I found it very difficult to knit with.  The next project that I attempt, I will use a chunky thick wool.  I've finished a knitting project or two that my daughter has started knitting too.  Is this a common thing among mothers and daughters who knit?

We went to a Hibachi restaurant called Fuji Yama.  Oh, wow.  That was so much fun, and the food was great.  They cooked right in front of us.  I jumped back in my chair the first time the flames burst forth.  Everyone was safe.  It just looked scary.  And then they put a silly mask on me, played the drums, and sang to me for my birthday.  Very embarrassing. 

After dinner on Saturday my husband got a phone call with some terrible news that his uncle had just died.  It was unexpected and very sad.  The extended family on this branch of the tree is not close- far from it.  There is no wife or children.  Derek will soon be on his way to L.A. to help his Grandma sort through the practical matters in all this.  The practical matters are daunting.  It's more than a little overwhelming.  So much so, that it hasn't really sunk in yet.  Prayers would be appreciated.

I don't think that either of us were thinking very clearly today.  Definitely overwhelmed.  We had to get back home so that Derek could get ready to leave again, but we forgot some important things in Wenatchee.  The drive was beautiful.

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Reader Comments (7)

So sory for your loss. It is a confusing time, and I will certainly pray for clarity. Hugs as you walk through this.

May 6, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterKristin

I am so sorry for your sad loss, and for Derek's grandmother. What a tragedy for her. I'm glad you had a lovely, exciting birthday :-) That cardigan is beautiful.

May 7, 2012 | Unregistered Commentersarah

sending prayers your way. i love your sweater!

May 7, 2012 | Unregistered Commentermichelle

I'm glad Derek can be there to help his family during this time, and that you are there to support him. My thoughts are with you all. That sweet little sweater looks beautiful on you -- I'm glad you got to have it, no matter who finished the knitting. :-)

May 7, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterTara

So sorry for your husband's loss. Tough times. Something like this recently happened here too. Our time here on earth is so brief. One thing unexpected death does it teaches us to be thankful for our families and to appreciate every day we do have.

May 7, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterMichelle

Thank you everyone, for your kind words. They are so very appreciated.

May 8, 2012 | Registered CommenterDawn

So our birthdays are very close together!! Except in years, of course - mine being the oldest by a staggering number. And my daughters do the same thing, that handing over of the still coveted but beyond patience project that we mothers, the daughter knows darn well, will finish. But we love it. We love it that our daughters know we will be there.

Death is such a surprising thing. Last week, I got caught up in genealogy and found that I really needed to ask my mother's cousin a question. I knew that last time I had called, I talked to the cousin's husband who gently informed me that Jewel was losing her memory and reason - strange and sad, since not but two or three years before, Jewel had been so sad that it had happened to my mother (as though she were sweetly confident that it would never happen to her). I decided to call her husband and see how things were, but could not find a phone number anywhere. In the end, I did what I have now done several times in the last couple of years - I googled Jewel's name, afraid of what I would find. And I found her obituary. As I read it, I was astonished that she had been preceded in death not only by her own parents and brothers - but by her husband, too. The entire family just gone. It knocked my feet out from under me, somehow.

You will work through the uncle's thing. It's do-able. A piece at a time. Much of what we leave behind can simply be dumped in the trash - old bills and tax things. My own father, after hearing my sister remark on the tremendous amount of stuff her father-in-law had left behind in closets and drawers, decided he wanted no such humiliation - people poking through the detritus of his life. So he has emptied out that house to the point where it echos - we've gone through every drawer, every shelf - and closet. There will be little to do. Kind of him. But disturbing for us.

May 13, 2012 | Unregistered CommenterK

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