You would have turned 83 on the twenty-fourth. But to your daughter’s you are ageless. Your were always young, smart, helpful.
You were there for us when we did not know what we needed ourselves.
You taught us right from wrong, even when you thought we wouldn’t ever learn. You nurtured us so when we were ready we could stand on our own two feet.
Now that you have gone on to be with both God and Daddy.
I wish I could tell you so very many things. But most of all Mom. I would like to tell you I love you.
Connie Avis Qualkinbush
SEPTEMBER 24, 1930- July 2010
This last week has been both good and bad for me.
Had the think lining put on the back in of my Ford transit van now my loads won’t slide.(yea)
Then living the yard I get rear ended by a jerk that left the scene of the accident before I could get any information.
Someone has taken a pot off flowers of a friend’s grave that I just put up.
Got first load in on Thursday for a favorite customer.
Drove just shy of 1100 miles for work on Friday. (Woohoo)
Had dinner with friends on Saturday night.
Went to Cincinnati early Sunday morning to deliver to the airport back home.
To the doctor Sunday afternoon only to find out I have walking pneumonia.
So I’m in bed, my van is getting fixed, and I’m getting nothing done in my writing.
What does this have to do with fall? It came in Sunday from what I understand.
So I guess I will say my prayers and go back to bed.
Blessings to all.