Miss you everyday mom. Enjoy your fireworks!
Yeah, so we did have the firework problem in NC this year because...we couldn't get them lit. This time it was not the weather - it was in fact- a gorgeous evening under a full moon.
Steve was outside lighting the firework wicks ...running back a few feet while I stayed a safe distance watching from the porch. Each wick burnt out and no explosion. Steve propped the firework behind two pieces of wood to shield the wick from any possible breeze and still the wick would not stay lit.
Then Steve asked me to go into the house to get another firework from the box of 15 I had bought. I came out and handed Steve another firework, he shook it and then pulled the "wick" - I covered my eyes - then Steve burst out laughing. I peeked through my fingers to see streamers and confetti floating through the air covering Steve's arm and the ground around his feet.
"Michelle you bought "poppers" not fireworks! No wonder they wouldn't light - it's just string!"
We were laughing so hard I could barely breathe. I ran into the house to grab a few more - we popped them in mom's honour - then we went for the back up plan - sparklers. We lit the sparklers so we had one in each hand and waved them around spelling out my mothers name in the night sky - under the full moon.
I took it as a sign/message from mom - not to be sad - to revel in the delights and surprises of our life.
The next day I promptly cancelled my appointment with John Edward - his services no longer required. Okay so I made the last sentence up ... humour does conquer all!