I am sitting on the front porch of my little bunkhouse waiting for the materials for the addition to be delivered.
I can’t believe the day is finally here.
But while I am excited I also wish I could tell my mom all about it. I want to show her the “process” pictures. I want to ask her opinion about design issues. She was always able to come up with something I hadn’t thought of.
Somehow I feel like I shouldn’t be doing this now, a little over two months since her death. It’s crazy but the longer the time since her death the more it becomes real. I hadn’t expected that.
But if not now, when? Building weather in Michigan isn’t that long. If we don’t get it done now it will be next year.
We can let life’s sadness destroy us or we can move on. It’s hard though and my feelings are very conflicted.
I know once the materials are delivered, I get caught up in the creative process. I love anything creative and this will rank as one of the biggest creative projects ever.
I will keep you posted.
God bless and have a good day.
Ps. Posting this from my phone and can’t delete the second picture. Oh, well.
