Brenda from "Cozy Little House" raised an interesting topic a couple of days ago on her blog. She was asking her readers what kind of relationship we have (or had) with our children. Sadly, Brenda does not have a good relationship with one of her daughters. Having no children I can't relate to that particular relationship. I feel very fortunate that my Mum and I are very close. I have one brother and one sister both older. My sister and I are close and we enjoy spending time together. My brother and I, not so much. I am saddened by this. It was not always like this. Growing up we were very close. We are each three years apart in age, my brother being the middle child. The picture above was taken in, I think, March of 1967 judging by the pajama's. My brother and I were always early birds, up before anyone else. We would sit in front of the furnace grate in the living room and talk quietly until my parents got up. My parents would joke with us and ask us what we were talking about. We did this for a number of years. Now we go months without talking. My Mom lives with my brother so we each keep up on the others life through my Mum. After my Mum is gone I am sure our relationship will deteriorate even more. We have very different lifestyles which adds to it too.
On a happier note here is Butterscotch enjoying her sunflower seeds a few days ago.
Cloudy and spitting rain here today so this afternoon it is time for some inside jobs.
Take care and enjoy the rest of your day.