Tea Stands for Tuesday - 1/26/16

Good Morning my friends.  It has been awhile since my last visit and it feels good to be able to join you for Tuesday Tea once again.

Although I'm drinking my morning cup of coffee at the moment, it will be tea for me the rest of the day.  I'm "seriously" exploring herbals.  Experimenting with Chamomile or Valerian root teas as an aide to sleep.  Anyone have experience with those or other suggestions?

I'm looking forward to reading all the Tea Tuesday posts, I've missed everyone.  Many thanks to Elizabeth for keeping our Tea Party going in 2016.

Tip Toeing Back

I'm ready to tip toe back into the blogging world.  Not quite up to speed but I do miss my online conversations, blogging friends and reading my favorite blogs.

I have had conversations with some who wondered where I went but for most of you this will be new.

My Mom died on Dec. 21 at age 95.  She lived in Oregon.  She lived a great life and was really quite active until the last few months.  She was in the hospital and made the choice to stop treatments and go home.  I arranged for hospice to take over her care.  That was a blessing but it was still hard to lose her.  Very hard.

 I was in Oregon for awhile.  As executor of her trust there was much to do.  Arranged her burial, organized a "celebration of life", emptied her small apartment in assisted living,  closed bank accounts, cancelled credit cards and on and on.  Of course there is a huge pile of paperwork yet to do.  I don't know if any of you have been the executor of a trust but believe me if anyone ever asks me to serve again I will run the other way.

The past few months have been so hard.  First the loss of our mountain house and the contents. Many of the contents were things I inherited from Mom when first she moved from her home to a senior apartment and then when she moved to assisted living last June.  I lost all those things she gave me.  Now I've lost HER.  I'm feeling quite bereft.  

Some days it feels like my life has changed so much in the past 4 months that I hardly recognize myself.

Onward, one foot in front of the other.  Tip toeing.  That's all I can do.