the first year.

A beautiful sunny Easter Sunday. I’ve been up and at it. It’s easier now that daylight comes by 6:30. I’ve pushed the dust mop around the floors. Been out to vote. Now sipping my second cup of tea, enjoying the sunshine through the windows and tapping my words for the Ultimate Blog Challenge.It’s getting easier, getting to be a habit, a ritual of a sort.

Today marks 6 months since my mother have left. In these 6 months we have muddled through Thanksgiving, Christmas and now Easter. We had our Easter supper with my father last evening. My turkey roasted according to Chef John’s recipe turned out perfect – juicy and golden brown. Though my father thought it was a little overdone, he had 2 healthy helpings. He did not remark on the 6 months but I am sure it wasn’t forgotten. I was happy to see he enjoyed the food, our company and conversation. Tonight we will have our supper with our extended family at a Chinese restaurant.

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