Oh no my plant is too big. -grief work.
I stick the word “grief” in the titles so that readers who want nothing to do with those posts can avoid them. This post isn't overly sad, but it's still talking on death & loss.
Knowing the costs of renting a moving truck and the gas cost + moving to another city 30 minutes away = more mileage + more fees- I'm really trying to plan the minimum amount of trips and bring minimum stuff.
Easier said than done when some of your grief is wrapped up in attachment to things that the dead left behind.
Grandmother of Rabbits
Wild rabbit moves into my yard, and has babies. All babies leave the nest, but one baby stays behind, and parties it up in the garden.
Rabbit baby turns to Rabbit teenager and leaves the yard.
Rabbit teen turns to Rabbit adult, and brings their new offspring to my yard for me to babysit.
…guess I'm a grandma of rabbits now.