I am lost in every sense of the word.
We went on vacation, which was good. Some of vacation was for us (beach), then we met up with family. My cousin and his family came from Germany. I have not seen him in some time. It was wonderful seeing them.
So for a couple of days, we went to Ocean City Maryland. We had a great time. I ate crab cakes and crab cakes and crab cakes. I like crab cakes in case you have not guessed.
Then we went on to Washington DC to spend time with my cousin and my sister Karen and her family. We had a great time there too. But there was something missing. My sister Kellie. She was my traveling partner a lot. Before we both married we had a really good time. Even after marriage and children, we managed to sneak a couple trips in. I miss that. I miss her. It just seems wrong. I am wondering why I struggle so much with her death. I have buried two husbands, but this one gets me. I feel like I will never get over it. I find myself not wanting to do anything, but I do.
Yes, you must suffer through my vacation photo’s. I am even in them (I avoid photos like an allergy) LOL.
Spy Museum (D.C.), Beach, Me, Haley (daughter), Holger (cousin) and the capital.
Oh, and the quilt. So, my most wonderful friend Nanette, sent me a box that had some scraps and a few finished blocks. I made this interesting table runner from it. It is a bit Improv, but I do like the colors a lot.