country bound

They sold my Granny's house and all the stuff that was still inside on Thursday. It was a very emotional day for Deb and I. We had to bid and pay for anything that we wanted of my Granny's. My father and his evil controller wife absolutely stunned the people of the country with their frozen cold hearts. What kind of cretin sells his fathers funeral book or his military dog tags or who makes his aunt purchase the brass bucket that had been in her family as long as she could remember. Was that $50 worth it to sell your soul?

The wench twice tried to throw Deb and I out. She wanted us and more importantly the girls away from there and now. Luckily the auction company refused. And they warded off the ensuing total riot that would have occurred. There are good people in this world who will do the right thing even when faced with difficult evil. They proved their integrity in taking the high road even though I know they paid the price in the deal with the evil wench. My Dad has never seen his beautiful grand babies. So it must have sent daggers in his heart to see them play and run and laugh. We hope it did anyway.


The thing is that good will always overcome and Deb and I were shielded by many, many prayers. You simply wouldn't believe the kindness that people showed to us. Folks who stepped forward and said "you can store whatever you want in our shed" and "you can use our truck" and over and over we heard "we bought this box for this one thing, is there anything in here that you girls would want." Complete strangers. And people who simple came and stood with us. Who hugged us and cared about us. Let me tell you right now there is no amount of paper that will buy that kind of love. None. So even if the bank account added a precious few 0's. My Dad and the wench are so very very poor.

The day after the sale Deb and I went back and were able to have a few peaceful minutes to say goodbye. We have a lot of wonderful memories in that house. Wood makes a house. But it's things like this piece of re bar that makes a home. It's one of those strange little things. My papa died unexpectedly in his early 60's and when he died that re bar was holding up the tree. It just shows how much we've all grown and how far we've come.

All three of our kiddos have all sorts of surrogate grandparents in the country. Harry and Ruthie are about the sweetest people in the whole world. By the way Jack didn't make the trip due to football practice.

And in the country there are always kittens and critters.

Just how much money would it take for you to turn your life away from this sweet little face? Geez we could hardly turn ourselves away from that little kitten.

In fact we may just have to go back and get them all. But don't tell John or Brian.