Someone please get me unstuck!

 I've been wanting to write something meaningful but I just can't engage my brain. I'm not feeling well, Dan's not feeling well, we're both touchy and it's getting in the way of our good life.  I'll get it together soon. Just wait for it. I love and cherish all of you!

Our Bloodline

 When I look at my children,  grandchildren, and now my great-grandchild, I see our loving family and I see a living story unfolding across generations. 

Our bloodline isn’t written in dusty books  it’s written in kitchen conversations, in shared desserts, in laughter that echoes through living rooms, and in arms wrapped tightly around one another.

One day, the youngest among us will sit at a table like this with children of their own. They will tell stories about “the way we used to do it.” Laugh about family quirks and pass on strength to their children.

And that’s how bloodlines continue, not just through birth, but through examples. Through love, loyalty and showing up.

This is our bloodline.

Strong women, soft hearts and unbreakable roots.

I am proud to belong to it.

Forever Love

After going back and reading most of our older posts it urged me to reflect on how much I miss our family. I know we don’t always talk about it but grief doesn’t really go away, it changes. It softens and then other days it feels just as hard as it did the day they left us. I think missing them is proof that love never ends. Sometimes I wish we could go back — just for five minutes. Just to hear their voice again or sit in a room where nothing has changed. But since we can’t, we do the next best thing, we remember and we remember together.

I’m grateful that when the heartache is heavy, I don’t carry it alone. You have the same memories. The same inside stories and the same empty chair .

Our family may not be here, but they are stitched into who we are and into our love for each other. Maybe that’s what forever really means — not that someone never leaves, but that they are never truly gone. I’m thankful we have each other... to say their names, to keep their stories alive, to honor them. They are part of us and that means they’re still with us in the ways that matter most.

I love you more than you know.  ❤️

A Special "REFRESH" 2026

 Hello all!

Susie and I were discussing this Bog and agreed that it might be nice to share it with some more family.  Please read the past posts as they are so special; funny, happy, sad, sentimental and so forth.

We hope you will pick a name for yourself and that you will comment or add new posts - letting everyone know what is going on in your lives.

Finally, as you are reading older comments (which may be slightly offensive to you), remember that is what was going on in our lives at that time. We hated to see this blog drop off and all these wonderful word s lost forever.

Just be open and honest - or don't comment if you wish not to.  This is a no criticism blog.

Love you all,

The Searcher (Lizzie)

 Hello my sweet Sisters.  A lot has happened to each of us since 2019 (the last post on here).  But..... we are still kicking. Not just as high  I love you two so much.  

Hi Sisters

 As Emily Dickinson once wrote, "Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words, and never stops, at all."

Keep on 'hoping' my sweet sisters. Wonder why Emily said this?