Nightmare

Granny here,

Well, I know it's been quite a while since I've grumbled to you folks but there's plenty coming just hold on to your breeches!

This nightmare of moving is just about over and boy it can't come to soon for me. I've never worked so hard in my life and without the few friends that came to my rescue I would be dead by now from hard work but they were there for me and we've accomplished quite a feat.

Thanks to my daughter Sherri, who worked like a slave horse and never got paid. Thanks to Rodney and his sons, Jarrod and Dustin for offering to move me and did a great job. Thanks to my mom who at 94 did more than those in the family many years younger, matter of fact they didn't even offer her any help. She did 90% of her own packing and unpacking with a tiny bit of help from one her daughters.

I have learned a lot through this experience, that folks aren't what they use to be. They don't run to your aid as in years past, when you're on your own that's just where you are on your own. I learned to not expect "love thy neighbor as thyself" because those are just words to most people but thank God a chosen few came through and did lend a helping hand.

The sad part of today's world is the people who are young and strong enough to help you out don't want to and the people who would are like yourself, old and not able to do too much but would if they could. I miss that world where people helped each other out more than they do today, it was a common thing when I was young for folks to gather together and get a big job done.

The world doesn't know what it's missing by not being there for each other but I thank God for those angels that God sent to rescue me and my mom in our hour of need. Without them the job would have been much harder than it was (if that is possible) and would have taken much longer to accomplish on my own if I could have done it at all. Thanks again for walking through this nightmare with me and now we can all wake up.

Granny here, just saying!