Walking in June and July 2018

Packing up and Heading Out

The summer of 2018 will be remembered as packing up and heading out, or at least preparing to head out.

So much preparation went into preparing the house for the auction that Mr. Patient and I ย just plumb tuckered ourselves out. And the littles, too, worked diligently right alongside us completing every assigned task. There were many times when I noted that they would be ready for a well-deserved break just as us adults will be! I am not sure kids these days are expected to work as diligently as ours are, but they should be. We definitely do not buy into that kid-entitlement thing.

Our house received new paint, inside and out, new back deck, necessary repairs, cleaning up and out. We have packed, stored, trashed, shared, scrubbed, tossed, scraped, painted, removed, added and alllll the verbs that go along with preparing a home to sale. Our home wasn’t even in a terribly bad condition. I can’t imagine the added efforts and expense if it had been. Geez.

At one point in the painting process, it was clear that the littles and I could not co-exist with the ladders, drop cloths, and buckets of paint which where necessary for the men to complete the interior painting. We took that week to visit northeast Georgia and meet some Instagram friends. Our family loves Appalachia but we had never had the pleasure of traveling through that part of the region. An overnight stop at our son’s and daughter-in-law’s home was a sweet beginning to our trip. What joy for the opportunity to see how they are turning their walls into a beautiful first nest! Morgan manages the community garden, to boot. Way to go, son!

 

 

What fun times we had meeting new friends in Georgia who also blessed us with a Continue reading “Walking in June and July 2018”

Red Flags

Red flags are usually meant to indicate danger, warnings of impending harm or damage to people or property. As I sit on the Emerald Coast of Florida this morning I can’t help but notice the stiffly flying red flag which warns folks about the rough Gulf waves. I also can’t help but enjoy the oddly peaceful sound of the crashing waves and the fresh salty breezes which actually aid my youngest son’s breathing.

A stiffly flying red flag doesn’t physically have to be present for someone to be wary of a bad business deal or a dark cave or even dating the wrong person. “Too many red flags,” they might be heard to say.

This post forces us to just jump right into a topic which might be a red flag topic to some–well, to many. TOO many.

I may be jumping into a somewhat dangerous body of water, but the risk is worth it.

It is time. Continue reading “Red Flags”

Loss and Gain

{Originally composed on 6/7/17, shared with the world on 01/04/18}

Losing a parent does something to a person.

My husband lost his Daddy to a short battle with cancer two years ago last month. I lost my Mama to a short battle with cancer 5 months and 1week ago.

I felt sorry for my husband when Pop passed away. A lot of people mourned over the loss of this generous man. I mean, a lot. The line at the visitation evening at the funeral home stretched into a 2-1/2 hour wait to reach the casket where his mom and the rest of us were greeting folks and receiving condolences. We shared tears and laughter with so many friends and acquaintances of Pop’s, which included folks on “both sides of the tracks”, literally and figuratively.

I sympathized for my husband and my heart was sad at our loss. Then, my Mama died. Continue reading “Loss and Gain”

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