I lost my mom and my dad several years ago. I grieved, I grieve, and I also celebrate. What amazing people I had the pleasure of knowing, of raising me, of forming me, of making me exactly who I am. Death is sad. We miss the dead. I get it. I miss my parents. I wish I could have had them in my life for a longer time. But things happen as they do. We are made of our experiences. My experience is I lost two people early in my 40's and I have found my way without their physical guidance, but with their memories and the lessons taught.
From Della - The Las Vegas buying trip with Jan - new town, new adventure, different sort of show - I'm game. As we scurried off the plane at 8:30 a.m., the rows of slot machines dinged and chimed, looking just like an airport…except. We took a fast taxi to the Off Price show at the Sands. The cab driver let us off in front of the convention hall, and the drive seemed to miss "The Strip." I was in Vegas, but apart from the airport slots I hadn't seen a thing that was too far from norm.