I want to know YOU

Today I was snooping around one of the blogs I occasionally check in on (http://jamiedelaineblog.com/) and it struck me that I would like to be known by those I follow.  That being said, I have a new passion for getting to know my readership.  So, today’s blog will remain short because I want YOU to share a short story about yourself with me (comment below or shoot me an email with your story at asunshinemoment@gmail.com).  This is especially for all of you who follow me closely – although some of you I already know very well 🙂

I have a couple other questions for you wonderful friends of mine…

As a follower of my blog or other blogs or a potential follower of my blog or other blogs, what sort of correspondence with the blogger would put you over the moon?
I personally like it when a blogger responds to a comment I leave on their blog or likes or comments on my own posts.

This one is kind of random, but I have been intending to change my blog URL for quite some time now but can’t seem to settle on what I want.  Which URL do you think would be best and why?

  1. blog.asunshinemoment.com (or something like it… from what I understand this draws better and more attention to my business as well)
  2. kaiacalhounblog.com (or something like it)
  3. Do you have any better ideas?

Again, make yourself known by me today!  I would love to be friends 🙂

All the Things Left Behind

With the passing of my grandma we have come on the time when it is necessary to sort through all the things she left behind.  On Friday my mom and I drove to my grandma’s condo.  We spent the morning sorting things into three piles:  trash, donate, and pretty.  The trash pile consisted of normal every day trash and items that were unusable.  The donate pile was for the items we knew no one in the family would want or need. And the pretty pile held all the precious items from paintings to tea cups that need to be claimed by family members   Then we spent the afternoon going through the pretty pile with my aunt Julie, deciding where said items should belong.

Before the end of the day we ended up at my grandma’s assisted living apartment.  This is the place where my last memories, and some of my most treasured memories, were made with my grandma.  My heart sunk to my toes when I saw her empty bed.  I wandered the apartment in numbness.

The whole day was grueling and depressing.

At the end of the day I was mostly left with questions.  Is there a better way to go about this?  Why does it feel so yucky claiming my grandma’s things?  Why is it so hard wrapping up an estate?  Why do we have so much stuff and why does it all have to be left behind for our loved ones to deal with?  I know we don’t take anything with us to heaven, and I don’t wish we did, but I just wish there was an easier way to deal with those things we do leave behind.