We've had a pretty rough week here.

Found out our house we were lease optioning was lost to the bank by the owners...found out by someone from the bank showing up here. They were very nice and said they don't think they will do anything with the place until Spring but everyone else I've talked to said "you'd best be planning on moving right after Christmas". Never an easy thing to do with our household.

And... (big deep breath) I lost my granny (aka my Maggie B) this week. She was 94 and when I say I owe everything to her, including my life I am not exaggerating. It's a mixed blessing because I am happy she is not hurting anymore and she was suffering and in tremendous pain but she was an amazing human being and every moment spent with her was a gift and the feeling was mutual since literally the moment I was born. One of the last things my Maggie B said to me while she was coherent as I leaned down to hug her was "YOU are the love of my life my girl, YOU. And don't let anyone tell you you're not special." I told her "Ditto, my Maggie B, double double ditto, I love you!". These last few years were rough as she sunk further and further into pain and dementia but worth every visit and those beautiful clear moments. Just holding her hand while she slept was a gift some days.

Maybe someday I will share her amazing exploits and the incredible heroics of my Maggie B and how much she means to me. And I'll tell you the crazy story of how I was born and this woman literally picked me up and dusted me off and our mutual instant but lifelong love was cemented forever, but just not yet, I'm not ready to share that for a bit. She is gone but she will always be with me.