Good-Bye, Cousin W

I have not blogged since Monday because I have been playing "hostess" to family members that have come in from fahren (abroad).

It is what we call an A-B-C invasion. Folks in from America, Britain and Canada.

One of our cousins passed away and the family has gathered together once again. There were four generations of family represented.

As one of the younger second cousins noted, "How come we only get together when someone dies?" Sad, but true. We gather more frequently for family deaths than for any other reason.

Even my sanity-protecting beadwork has been put away until the household population goes back to just us two.

Cousin W, I hope you made your peace with Jah before you left this created realm. Zion is a holy place. No sin can enter there.