Watching the rain from the front porch – out of harms way – gentle wet – fresh smell - just being …
Worship on Sunday morning and the community…
A phone call, an invitation, a lunch here and there…
A book that I can actually get into…
Clean sheets on the bed and fresh towels in the bathroom…
The smell of freshly cut grass – thank you Jack…
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| Hunter obviously waiting for something to drop on the floor. |
A wren making her nest in the basket at the front door…
And there are others… days and moments of ok, almost good, even joy.
And there are the not so good moments…
Three doctors – ‘you need a hip replacement…’
Three doctors – ‘ there is nothing we can do for your back issues until it gets much much worse…’ In other words – suck it up buttercup…and deal with it.
Sooo…..
Eating a dinner – alone - mash of leftovers ‘cuz I don’t want to cook – or order out…
Another night of ‘ok , now what do I do with myself…’
The depressing nightly news
The quiet – even with Hunter it is too quiet most times…
‘hey Human…’
‘Yes Hunter…’
‘If you are so bored, why aren’t we outa here? You can drive my van, ya know…’
‘yes , I know, Hunter, you don’t have your license yet anyway… but you have to be patient, I’m still working… I told you that … but we will as soon as I am able… we’ll go visit Yahzi – remember her?
‘you bet I do… she liked me!’
‘yes she did, and she wants to see you again…but she is kinda young for you…’
‘don’t worry, we can still be friends…’
‘so we will, just as soon as we are able … I want to visit with her human too…’
And maybe that is what I need to deal with the ennui that overcomes me at times… road trips around the country to reconnect with old friends…
And maybe that is what I need – to reconnect with friends that Glenn and I had back in the day – those friends scattered across the landscape…
Friends that were there – that knew us – that lived life with us – that shared joys and sorrows - that are grieving still… for what was and is no more.
Maybe there will be more healing in that journey……….
I certainly hope so. And so does Hunter……….
‘Hunter, you are so smart…’
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