Tuesday, August 18, 2020
Snakes, planes, and pickup trucks
Last night was a hard night. I know this stuff will come and go in waves. My job is to do what I can to keep on livin' life and take care of kids, friends, and family. I rely on God for the heavy lifting and He is making it possible for me to not only survive, but to thrive. What a blessing, what a blessing.
First thing yesterday morning, as I was watching a crop duster fly over, I nearly ran over a bull snake sunning on the driveway. So very glad I missed squashing it! Beautiful creature.
The profound numbness of the last week is beginning to lift. I think that numbness is a natural safety mechanism. I suspect I'll look back and marvel at the fact that I could function at all. Seen in that light, it's a little slice of wonder. There are so many hard things we ape-lizards can do when backed into a corner. Amazing.
This morning I wanted to take some ranch pictures and/or videos to share, but it completely slipped my mind. I did get a pic yesterday and one this morning that are worth sharing I think.
I hope I'm not bringing you kind readers down as I ventblog my way through this goofy and tangled path. A lot of it is sad and I know you super people are filled with empathy and love and concern for all of us. That's wonderful and I appreciate it more than I can say. It's one of the things that makes livin' so very, very grand. But the most important thing, I think, is that the sadness is only the tiniest part of this experience. There is so much joy and love wrapped up in this family that my heart and soul are exploding with the beauty of it all.
I am so very blessed. We are all so very blessed.
Be well and embrace the blessings of liberty.