Hmmm

This is my first blog. I haven't got a clue what to write, but I have a lot to say. Ok, maybe just a lot to get out. Caroline is my mom's dad's mom. Pearl is my dad's mom. I never met either one, but both influenced my life tremendously. My grandfather's mom, Caroline left her children and the south to find a better life. I've heard she landed out in the Washington State area. Considering we are talking late 1800's early 1900's, that's a bold move for an African American woman, and it has fed the fires of my imagination for years. My grandmother Pearl was the first of three wives for my dad's father. She died when my dad was young. He didn't talk about her much that I can recall. One night he'd had a few too many and my sister was home for a visit. She was wearing a loose gown, came down the hallway in the dark and for weeks he talked about the night he thought he saw his mother. Hey, this is a blog and as Mary J says "Take me as I am". That includes my "peeps" too.
Speaking of ghost and those passed on. Someone new in my life died today. Isn't it weird how your human instinct is to be shocked and or saddened by the news, but then you began to wonder how this will affect you? Come on, admit it. Your ex-boyfriend's mother dies and after the initial emotions you wonder if going to the funeral will mean a reconciliation for you. Your co-worker has a fatal accident, leaving a wife and two toddler aged kids. Forget them what about that massive project he took on and left unfinished? Why aren't there rules stated about that and why can't I ask, "so will I be consider for her now vacant position"? She would want me to have it...ok maybe that's pushing it a little.
As I end this first post, you should be warned I can talk about anything and probably will.