I know it has been way too long since I posted something, because I forgot my password to get in! I guess I am going through that stage that writers often do…when they don’t think anyone is listening. I promise to do better.
My book “THE PATH”, is picking up speed and that gives me a boost to continue on my current work. If I can figure out how to do it, I will post some of both works here soon. I am on the Pen and Paper World site and someone just suggested that we list our Blogs there. I am excited! I will talk to you all more real soon.
I have been gone awhile, and am so glad to be back home. We drove 2400 miles and saw some pretty sights, but nothing as pretty as my own driveway! Funny how going away makes you appreciate your own little place that much more.
On another note, I am happy and proud that my book “The Path” has been chosen for a public school classroom this upcoming school year. The book sales help a great deal, but the best part is knowing that my book struck a chord with someone who wants to share it.
I will get back to my next book now and hopefully have something new to post soon.
I hope you had a wonderful Fourth of July celebration, as we did. There is nothing better than having family gather, eating Pat’s good homemade bar-b-que and coleslaw, on beautiful red, white, and blue plates and utensils that Stacie brought. Somehow Susan and Vicki were able to sneak in a slice of chocolate pie without anyone letting Steve know. It was so good watching everyone visiting and catching up, Evan and Owen were free to run, laughing and playing in the sunshine. Evan found a shallow area in the yard that made the greatest bicycle jump, and he felt like a pro. Steve lit the fireworks that excited the kids, dogs, and adults alike. Owen watched the ice-cream maker with waiting desire for that first taste. Then came the traditional S’mores along with the old-fashioned creation of wire coathangers used for roasting marshmallow over the campfire. Owen loved this the best. He roasted them and then gave them to anyone who would eat them. I don’t think he ate any, he just loved holding them over the fire! Evan got tickled when he figure out that he could let the air out of the balloons and they would fly at us. We even had a visit from some cute little rabbits as we sat around the fire talking. The weather was incredible and we never got too hot or too cold at anytime. The final fun was when Britnie and Sammie helped the boys catch and release lightning bugs. We are certainly blessed, and I thank God for our time together, and for this amazing country that we are privileged to live in.
Well, it does not look good for fireworks in the Outer Banks on July 4th. We had planned to go and watch from the top of the sand dunes, but it now sounds like a storm will be brewing there this week. It is a good thing that our family made plans for our celebration on July 5th. Hopefully it will be cleared up by then. My wish is to take my nephew fishing with his Dad and let him experience feeling that big tug on the line for himself. No tall fish story can outdo the real thing. The women have all the food planned out, so no one will have to be tied to the kitchen and everyone will enjoy the day. Great food and homemade icecream too!! Wherever you are, I hope you will be able to enjoy your week-end too.
I would like to use today’s post to talk about my son, Christopher who would have been 39 years old today. We lost him to Hodgkins-Lymphoma three years ago. He was not only my precious son, but also a special person in his own right. He was smart, funny, talented, and had a huge heart. He understood the meaning of friendship better than most people I know. He loved deeply, and shared his love openly. He had a relationship with nature that few his age understand. He appreciated life, and tried to live it to the fullest. He and I had a love that is special between Mothers and Sons. There seems to be a mutual bond that is unseen and unspoken, but cannot be broken. I find myself smiling, and sometimes laughing when I think of things he did and said. He took a piece of my heart with him, but he left me with so many memories that I cannot be sad. I will always know that God blessed me with a very unique gift and one I will always be grateful for. Happy Birthday Chris
Today wasn’t nearly as fun as the past week-end. I had a list that was short, but ended up exceeding the budget. I don’t know how we are all going to keep up. Wal-Mart may or may not be less expensive. I am in the habit of going there to get everything in one trip since we live so far from town. Today, I discovered that they even sell chicken feed! I find myself exhausted when I return home and unload it all. I am inclined to believe though that the exhaustion is more from trying to make the dollars meet the list. It is tough out there these days! I hope some of you are doing better, but no-one I know seems to be. I am looking forward to Friday when I am having a visit from two little boys who I am sure will make me forget all that is bad in the world. They are going to check out some bugs, look for frogs, and watch the rabbits play. They are even staying late enough to catch some fireflies. After all, that is what it really is all about. I feel fortunate to have the opportunity to watch young minds at work!
I hope you had a great week-end. I enjoyed mine so much! The weather was cooler, the mood was happy, and the work that was done made a difference.
We spent a lot of time on the front porch watching the critters run and play. The birds were singing and flitting in and out of the trees. One lone woodpecker made numerous trips to and from the chicken pen all day carrying chicken feed to his or her tree home. It was exhausting to watch, but so fascinating. We watched the rabbits eat clover jumping high and playing, while a squirrel was being playfully chased by a bird. In the evening just before dark, an owl flew to the ground right in front of us and seemed to find something that kept his attention for a long time. We were amazed at how long he stayed on the ground. All in all, it was two days of hard work with a side of nature’s beauty.