I Love September

This is me - did I already share it?

I really do love September.  The days aren't quite so hot.  And the nights are lovely for sleeping, with just a hint of fall in the air so you know the really hot days are pretty much over.  The leaves are beginning to drift from the trees, the hummingbirds have flown south for the winter, the mums are blooming and it just feels good.  Pretty soon I'll be watching the clock to tick to 6 p.m. so I can get my jammies on and just snuggle inside feeling cozy.

This could also be me.

Tomorrow is another funeral. I was glad I got to say good-bye to my friend last week, she went in the early hours of Friday. Her son told me he thought she waited just long enough for him to arrive from his out-of-town home so he could say good-bye, and I expect that's probably true.

The R. S. Pres. is out recovering from her surgery, so once again the funeral is on me.  But this time I've a couple sisters on the committee who are anxious to help and that has made all the difference. Though I still had to give myself a stern talking-to last night, it sometimes is so easy to be overwhelmed (translation:  grumpy) about lots going on.  I'm generally really thrilled to be able to provide service, however small it is.  (I admit, however, to a reluctance to ask anyone to do anything- just how I'm made, pretty independent.)  We've had lots going on in the ward that is requiring the sisters to "walk the walk".  I don't want to add to anyone's burden.

Last night's sunset.

I even convinced (though it was no effort at all, he loves to help) our grandson to go with me to Costco to help push carts and get the stuff that isn't being donated by the sisters in the ward. I enjoyed having him along.

I'm just going to say this and get it out there:  doing a funeral tomorrow wasn't the way I'd planned to spend our anniversary.  I fear I've let The Husband down, don't want him to think he is of less importance than the funeral.  Don't know how to make it better.

A slightly different view of last night.

Today I'm grateful for several things.  For walks in the evening that allow us to breathe in the cooler air and glimpse the lovely sunsets. I'm grateful for neighbors that allow us to put the need-to-be-refrigerated cakes for the funeral in their garage fridges and ones that loan us their roaster for the same reason. I'm grateful for car accidents that result in no serious injuries - at least as far as we know at this point. The granddaughters seem fine, the car?  Not so much.  Glad it wasn't their fault, either. (Don't drive sleepy!!)  I'm grateful for our cellphones that keep us so easily in touch and send pictures of sweet little ones.  And I'm grateful for good memories.