Guppy volunteered to make her mother breakfast in bed for Mother’s Day. It’ll be easy, she figured. She had gotten a pancake mix from her most recent Foodstirs box, and she would just make that. Easy, peasy, and I would only need to help a little bit, making her mother’s tea and supervising. Maybe I would have to keep Minnow out of her way. She was going to make breakfast for her mother.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
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It’s not easy to ask for help sometimes, but as the saying goes, pride goeth before the fall. However, I have had to ask for a lot of help recently. I could not manage the house without my parents. But I really need the help of one other person. Continue reading I Get By with a Little Help from My Friends
Last Wednesday, I talked about my parents selling the house that they lived in for the last thirty years. For the first five years of my life, they had a different one. So until I left home, I lived in two houses. I talked about the many memories housed in one structure. Guppy doesn’t have that. In the first five years of her life, we’ve lived in four houses. Continue reading Guppy’s Home
I lost my home last week. Not the one that I live in, but one of equal importance and significance to me. In fact, in some ways, it was one of more importance. Last Wednesday, I helped my parents move from the home that they had lived in for the last thirty years. Continue reading Goodbye House