Everyone was up early to get ready to go to my Mom's and move some of her things to my brother's cabin. We are calling it Granny's Cottage. Our youth mentors are having a retreat there so that is motivation for us to get it ready. Mark did a lot of work to get it ready - everything from installing a sink in the kitchen to moving the wood stove. We also did a lot of cleaning to get it ready. Today we met Mark in Red Bluff and drove down to mom's. When we got there we found that it had been broken into. Someone had gone through looking for valuables. Thankfully, we had moved most of the worldly valuables out. There wasn't much left that a theft would want but there was plenty of value to us there - like my Mom's paintings, photos, things she had made, her collections of Hummels, old bottles, milk white glassware, etc. We moved some furniture and things to supply the cabin. We got everything up there in one piece. It looked a little like the Beverly Hillbillies' car. We got everything into the cabin and came home. Mark's wife Judi is going to do some decorating and arranging tomorrow. It felt good to get it done. I wasn't emotional today when we were doing it - too busy working. Tonight I am feeling pretty melancholy. I have a jar my Mom gave me the last Christmas she was alive. It has a bunch of wishes to a daughter in it. When I miss her I take one out. I have started writing God blessings on the back of each one. I probably did about 10 of them tonight. God is so good, even when you're feeling blue.
