The first of hopefully many...
Well...this is exciting. I got this because of Jill, gotta love her. I dont have much to say right now other than what I did today.
Alright my mother woke me up this morning ::you know my mom:: and she had a dream. She said, "I just had a dream about the farm.::my mother was brought up on a farm:: and she said their I was a man at the farm saying, the Farm is changing if you want anything come and tell me and we will get it for you. and my mother was walking around the farm and she saw the sign her father made. It had the name of the farm in it.::Twin Brook Farm, Richard J LeClair and Son:: And the man did, he went up and got it for her.
My mother woke up crying. She ran in to my room telling me the dream. And guess what she said...Lets go see if it is there...I want it. And we did, just because of my mothers dream, we went to her old farm, which she has not been too in 31 years. and she cried the whole way. My mother doesnt have any of her parents anymore. So this was rather hard for her. And the farm was her life, that was her life at her prime...she didnt want to see change but she knew she was going to.
We get there and it was just like the pictures. My mother was a mess. we go and knock on the front door. And the women who answered had lived there for 11 years. And she asked my mother if she wanted to look around. and my mother was more than willing. My mom kept telling me "everything is different, it wasnt like this when I lived here." and it was different, Ive seen pictures. And so my mom noticed that the sign was gone that she wanted. And she asked them if she knew where it was. And the woman said I think the man that we are renting the house from might have it in his garage. and so my mother gave her our phone number and told her to call if he has it.
We ended up staying for about 2 hours. My mother told her stories and the history about the farm. And what everything was and what its purpose was. And everything was still kind of there. The House was the same, but the inside was different. The Barn was the same, but falling apart, and the Garage was the same but was unattended to. And my mother was sooo....gone. She took a trip back to her child hood and didnt want to return. She was there with her family doing the work that she loved to do. The women that was with my mother was asking question and my mother was answering them left and right, going into so much detail. I could tell that my mom missed it but she knew it wouldnt be the same with out her father to be there and run it all. My mom cried the whole way back home. Thinking about what she has been through. She lived in that house for her whole childhood and she could barely recognize it anymore. She missed her mother and father so much. And I didnt know what to do, I knew my grandmother but never my grandfather. My grandfather died when he was 49. And after his death they had to sell the farm to support the family. My grandmother said that that was the hardest thing she ever had to do. That farm was her husbands life, it was who he was. and to sell it was saying that it was really over. So when my mother and I got home I asked my mom more questions and more stories about the farm. and she told me. Then I asked her when she was going to write her book....and she said she didnt know. and then I said what if I took time away from my schedule to help you write it. What if you talk and I can type it out. And her face lite up so much. It was like a dream for her to have this book about her life written. And any of you who know my mother know she had an interesting life. So we started today for about an hour before I had to go to work. and we got a page, a page of many more to come.
If you think it would be cool, if you think I should, I can put up each page we get farther into my mothers book...if you actually want to read about it. I dont know...tell me if you think it is a good idea!
And also after working at Pop's, hung out with Jill....till 11:30....and we never left McDonalds!...yup were that cool! JILL I LOVE YOU!