OK, so again a long stretch of time has passed since my last posting. I have somewhat of a love-hate relationship with this blog. I hate it for obvious reasons...not sure I would be doing this if my Mom were still alive. And if I were doing this, the topic would be drastically different. I love it because I am finding that I love to write, and this blog has been very therapeutic for me. Still, it can be difficult to find the time and energy to sit down and write away. It seems when I have the time, I'm lacking the energy or vice-versa. The stars need to be aligned just so to really make it happen. Regardless, I'm here writing now.
But don't get too excited. I don't think this will be a long entry. I do, however, want to mention the 2009 Twin Cities Race for the Cure, which is taking place on Mother's Day, May 10. We are forming the team Jan's Hope Chest again this year and would be honored if you walked with us in memory of Mom, if you are planning on walking in the Race. I know the registration brochures have gone out in the mail, and you can register that way. Or you can click here. Either way, be sure you join the team Jan's Hope Chest.
It's nice to start to think in the concrete sense about things taking place in the Spring. This winter has been long and brutal, but hopefully we are turning the corner and will soon have winter behind us. We are celebrating Sasha's 2nd birthday tomorrow (March 3)...and then a week later the four of us will head down to South Beach for a week and hang out with my Dad. It will be so nice to get out of here for a while.
My Dad, Stacey and I have started the incredibly arduous task of going through Mom's stuff...this is going to be a slow-going process. A couple of weeks ago, Stacey and I each took some stuff home that we wanted; one of the things I took is this awesome, gold rope bracelet of Mom's that I have started wearing. The other day, Sasha was sitting on my lap and playing with it. She wrapped her fingers around it and said 'Nana'. I don't know how she got that...I really don't remember telling her it was Nana's, maybe I did. That doesn't matter though...because every day I have it on, she takes it in her hands and says 'Nana'. It warms my heart.
Obviously, a lot of other stuff has happened in the two months since I last posted an entry. I feel as if I sound like a broken record when I say we are trying to make progress with Mom's book...but we are. And there are some other things potentially brewing...but those details are for another time. For now, I am going to sign off and listen to Sasha through the monitor sing 'Happy Birthday' as she drifts off to sleep...
