Hi there Webbies! So that whole update regularly thing is right out, sorry about that. Not much new that I wanted to write about has happened of late. Although it does look like we might have relatives descend on us this weekend. For a little background info, The Mom’s mom, my Grammy died on Christmas day last year. Not my favoritest Christmas ever. She had been sick for a very long time and just kind of stopped fighting. This left Papa, my grandfather, and the husband of Grammy for the past 56 years, of course heart broken and drifting. He sold their house and went to stay with The Mom for the past few months, but evidently he wants to go visiting all his numerous relations. Which is many! The Mom is the oldest of 7 surviving children and I am the 5th grandchild out of 16 grand kids at last count. Papa also has a sister left. So anyway my youngest uncle on that side went and picked him up and they are now headed to his place, along the way is our place. So they might crash here for a night. Of course we don’t know for sure because Papa is crufty and changes his mind a lot. I’d love to see them and visit so we will see.

When Papa left The Mom got all weepy over the phone. She asked why everyone leaves her. Dad left, all three of us kids have left the house, Grammy died, and now in her words Papa doesn’t want to stay with her. What do you say to that? I tried to tell her we loved her and were only a phone call away, but she was having none of it. She was throwing a pity party and only she was invited. She was doing better by the next day, but it still sucked to have to deal with.

Family is a funny thing. We really are the kind of family that can rag and beat up on each other, but if an outsider messes with one of us we close ranks and beat the living daylights out of them. Except for The Mom. Of all my aunts and uncles, The Mom is the only one who can’t handle being teased. I don’t know why or how The Mom got that way in a family like that, but she does seem to have a harder time of it. No matter what else though, what we do or who we are, we all love each other and I think that is the definition of family.

Keep Surfing Webbies and may all your Imaginings be Fertile!

— Stara