Life goes on

I made it through my first Thanksgiving without Mom or Dad.  I visited the grave the night before the holiday.  I always clean the gravestone and arrange the flowers.  I talk with them and let them know that I love and miss them.  It feels like all I can do now.

I feel kind of hollow and flat these days.  This is normal and will eventually pass.

In the meantime, we have been dealing with major plumbing issues for a week.  Last Monday, the utility room flooded sending water out into the basement and soaking the carpet.  The plumber came and tried to clear the drains Wednesday night...but gave up at 11pm.   By Friday morning we had even more water in the basement.  A whole crew showed up and pumped out the basement.  They also dug a hole the size of a gravesite in the front yard trying to get to the plumbing.  They are still not sure where the source of the problem is in the system.  It has been a rough week.

This rug and a lot of our belongings were soaked!