We had our first snowfall of the year this weekend, and it was a doozie! When I measured the snowfall, we had received 10 inches of the white fluffy stuff, and it hadn't yet stopped snowing. It was that heavy, wet stuff too, and I am still recovering from the car accident I had earlier this month. Fortunately, a neighbor kid offered to help (for pay, of course) and I happily hired his services.
While the storm was rolling in, my older daughter called and asked if she and her hubby could crash at Evan Manor. A cousin of my son-in-law passed away from Leukemia, and they're coming into town for the funeral. Duh! Of course they can stay here! Their trip was kind of like Planes, Trains, and Automobiles, without all of the wild mishaps. They left on short notice. The first leg of the flight was okay, but their connecting flight here kept having delays. My son-in-law understandably wanted to get here, so they rented a car and drove the last four hours. I'd like to reiterate that the weather sucked! I've driven long distance in crappy weather, and it's no fun, so kudos to them for making that decision.
Once they got here, my younger daughter, who lives in town, came over to have some family time. It was my bride, both of my girls, my son-in-law, and me, and it was great! The girls stayed up late watching movies and TV shows they watched as kids. Son-in-law, wifey, and I stayed up a touch late, but didn't pull an all-nighter. As I drifted off to sleep, I heard the TV and my girls in the background, and I had one of those perfect moments of love, peace and happiness. I know they're here for a lousy reason, but regardless, I'm glad they're here. I'm happy they chose to crash here instead of at a hotel. I'm ecstatic that my girls have such a wonderful relationship. I'm truly blessed.
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