I'm finally a Matriarch

I'm back after a busy week. There's a lot to be said for being busy--mainly that it's such a relief when things slow down again.

When my mom died ten years ago, I said, "Well, I guess I'm the matriarch now." Still I never really sensed it until this past weekend. I'm not talking about being the family CEO or Diva, I'm talking about the tremendous pride in being surrounded by all the dear people who make me so happy and fulfilled. I could simply sit back and revel in how fortunate I am.

I spent the weekend in Fergus Falls MN, my former hometown where my oldest daughter and her family live. Her son (my youngest grandchild, Allen) was confirmed on Sunday morning in the church we attended. I got great enjoyment in seeing old friends at church.


It was a joyous weekend on many levels (we also celebrated Cindy's 50th birthday). My three daughters and spouses, my ex-husband, several granddaughters and great-granddaughters were at the after-church dinner in the community room at my ex's apartment building. With my son-in-law's relatives, Cindy hosted 30 people for a lovely dinner and did a wonderful job.

I know I sound like the society page in the Smalltown Gazette, but I just had to brag a little.