Yes Suzie there was a magical place and now MULCH

Here is something from the sooo long ago time, yet sometimes it feels not so long ago.
I have talked about the summer house before and here is the proof of it.
My dear AUnt Betty passed away yesterday \. She was the youngest of the four founding sisters my grandmother being the oldest of them all. She requested that this photo be enclosed in her casket because it made her think of the good days with her family "out the mountain"
I am the thinner one in the purple sweatshirt sitting on the ground my beautiful young daughters were in the crowd as well. My father holding up a beer along with my Mother and many of the cousins.
Yes this is real people these are my people and I am soo lucky to have them. I may not see them everyday but they've "got my back if I need it" I dont like when people die but I do enjoy everyone getting together.
I walked with Jack today along the river and the water is high and the water is swirling and curling with tree branches and leaves and debris from a long winter. I looked down at the muddy water and just imagined myself jumping in and letting go.
I know how bad that sounds and I dont have a death wish or anything creepy. I just thought that if I were going to choose a way to go I would slide mu body into the edge o that swirling current of cold and just let myself be....
cold..
and taken away to somewhere else.
Wherever it is that the branches and leaves and old trees end up, that is where I want to end up.
Ill be mulch.