Friday was my last day at work. I would have been there 20 years in August. I told myself that I was not going to get too emotional and I didn't. I choked up a couple of times, but other than that, I did fine. I treated Queenie, another co-worker and a former co-worker to lunch. Now on to new adventures.
I left work at 1:00 and met my sister so that we could pick up my mother from the hospital. We then took her to a rehab facility where she gets physical therapy twice a day every day. My sister was unhappy with her going to this facility, but she is where she needs to be in order to get back to her old self rather quickly.
When I got to my mother's house, I noticed that I had a facebook message from my cousin. They were leaving town late Saturday morning and wanted me to come over and look at some pictures. When she said "pictures", I thought she meant "pictures". When I got there, I was led into an empty living room that had dining chairs lined up against the walls. On the chairs were original full size oil portraits of my great great grandmother, her father, my great great grandfather's brother, my great grandfather's brother and a woman that was not related to us. I'm not sure why they had the portrait of the unrelated woman, but they did. I was overwhelmed. I was so excited to see them. They were in the possession of one of my father's cousin. After she passed away, no one knew what had become of them. Her granddaughter had them. We knew that the portraits existed, but didn't know who they were exactly. My cousins examined them down to the details and determined the possible identities of a couple of them.
I hope everyone has a great Sunday.