Tomorrow is my MaMa's (great grandma) funeral, she died last Sunday at the the age of 92. I will always remember how she would try to scare us as kids by going through her closet into the connecting middle rooms closet, making ghost sounds and tapping on the door...that and her peanut butter fudge.
Sometime early yesterday morning Bugsy was hit and killed by a car...he was such a sweet cat...one of my favorites...
They say (I am not sure who they is) that death comes in threes..let's hope that's not true.
Your Country Rose,
"The Lord directs the steps of a
christian. He delights in every detail of their lives. Though they stumble, they
will never fall, for the Lord holds them by the hand." Psalms 37:23-24