Most of my days are pretty peaceful.
They are predictable especially now during the pandemic.
My house stays clean and tidy because there are so few visitors.
That’s all coming to an end around mid-September.
Continue reading “The end of my sanity”
Every evening, I bring in the nine cushions from my outdoor furniture.
It doesn’t take very long to bring them in and stack them on my dining room floor.
In the morning I take them out again so that I can enjoy my patio furniture during the day.
This is something new that I’ve started after prowlers began to visit in our neighborhood. I have a video clip of one guy pawing through my pillows and smelling them.
I don’t like bringing them in.
Continue reading “Good ol’ Herbie”
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Well, it seems Americans are in this mess for much longer than expected.
Most people I know are wearing masks and practicing social distancing.
But as with the proverial rotten apple…
It took awhile for it to sink in that life, as I have known and enjoyed it, will not return anytime soon.
The worst part is not seeing my two grandchildren ages 9 and 3.
I am glad that I was able to visit the 9-year old in February.
In fact, it was one of my best trips to Denver.
I last time I saw the 3-year old was at Thanksgiving in Alabama. I went for her Mother’s funeral and stayed a few weeks.
She and I video chat but it is not nearly enough.
There is so much that I took for granted such as the availability of flights back and forth to Denver and Alabama.
A long road ahead, but not a never ending road.
Walking down an alley, I saw this request on a neighbor’s backyard fence.
So, I complied.
I smiled and immediately felt better.
I felt a connection with my neighbor or whoever wrote this.
The neighborhood felt less lonely.
Continue reading “So I did!”
Her Mother had just been diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer.
Treatment started right away.
Continue reading “May 2017”
Give thanks for unknown blessings that are already on their way. ~ Native American prayer
Blessings I know about.
The love of family.
The love of friends both near and far.
My sweet dog Ginny.
My good health.
My warm house.
The unknown blessings will be a joy unexpected.
~Photo Lisa Fotios/www.pexels.com~
That’s what priests say when a person is departing.
Continue reading “Traveling Mercies”
I am currently the daily caretaker for my terminally-ill daughter in law.
She is at home in hospice care.
Our days go on mostly unchanged.
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Continue reading “Tuesday, 9.24.2019”
~Foggy Lake Photo by Gabriela Palai/Pexel.com~
“When you are in the midst of a fog and can’t see the shoreline, you need a compass. Reach out to a trusted friend or adviser for perspective. People are not hard-wired to go it alone. They need others to survive and thrive.” — Edward T. Creagan, M.D. Mayo Clinic
I am fighting the fog that has descended ever since my daughter-in-law entered hospice care a few days ago.
I am thankful to friends, family and neighbors who are helping me to bear the pain.
I grieve for her stuck down by this terrible disease at such a young age.
I grieve for her husband, my son, as he watches his family torn apart.
I grieve for their toddler who will not have her mother as she grows up.
There will be happiness again one day, but, for now, we are struggling to keep the shore in sight.