As I peeked out my door I saw the grass was green and the skies were blue. The birds were calling me to come out and play. But I couldn't . . . because I had things to do.
Now fall is in full swing, and the leaves are beginning to turn. When I opened my windows this morning I took in a great big breath of the crisp, cool air. It gently caressed my face and filled my home with that wonderful feeling of freshness. Some people are rejuvinated with spring, but autumn puts me in the mood to bake, rake leaves, decorate, and get ready to settle in for winter.
I really want to make taffy apples today! But I can't . . . because I have things to do.
Each time I come down to my sewing studio, I walk by a carefully selected stack of wonderful autumn fabrics - teasing me to come play. I had planned on making a Halloween quilt for myself, my daughter, and daughter-in-law. But I didn't . . . because I had things to do.

The good news is, I did manage to enjoy the summer a bit, planting gardens, attending county fair (where I was awarded 5 blue ribbons, thank you very much!), birthday parties, barbecues, car shows, and a quilt convention.

My husband and I even managed to take a 3 day trip to celebrate our 15th anniversary. Only a few days away, but it was a much needed break. We try to go back each year to where we were married.

Mom's spinal stenosis is progressing, and we are to the point where she almost refuses to try to walk. Every day is a battle to try to have her walk at least a little, for fear that her leg muscles will weaken and she will not have the strength to get up out of the chair and transfer. If that happens I am afraid she will no longer be able to stay at home. I do have help in the mornings, but it is still a 7-day-a week job, with phone calls starting as early as 5 in the morning. Dementia has set in, off and on, and for some reason she feels the need to call me pretty much all day long, starting bright and early!

I truly hope that all of you who I have had the pleasure of meeting in blogland will stay with me through this difficult time in my life. If we make it through the holidays with Mom at home I will have really accomplished something. I have accepted the fact that this won't last much longer, and most likely it won't be long until she needs to go to a facility that is better able to meet her needs.
Until then, I will try my hardest to drop in more often to say hello and give you updates on what I have been up to! Please, all of my dear friends, have a wonderful fall. Remember, each day is a gift and you should make the most of it.
Don't let "Having things to do" prevent you from enjoying each and every day.
