Today, we have rocked around this house trying to make sure we have grabbed things that we love and things that we cherish. Even the roof and the door rocked a little as the skies opened up and pored down on us.
Closets that have held the same outfits and accessories got rocked and now sit barren. Embroidery, familiar outfits and smells that made Meme and Grandaddy seem right next to us rocked our emotions.
We are rocked.
Tomorrow will be a tough day. Tomorrow will be here before we know it. Tomorrow we have to get up early and get stuff done. Tomorrow we will sale our grandparents' things. Tomorrow. Tomorrow.
We are not completely ready, but like our little, imperfect family, we will rock it tomorrow!