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Monday, March 24, 2008
Surprises
Today has been a good day. I left work at noon to have lunch with Bryton. I was speechless when I walked into the house and the dishes were done, the tile had been swept (the entire house is ceramic tile), and he had actually done what few dishes remained from this weekend. Shock is more like it. After our picnic out on the deck - I allowed him to practice driving. Today is a beautiful sunny day. All of the trees and shrubs are in full bloom.
Having made it to Kaleb's (his destination out in the Kibler bottoms), I took my time driving back to the office, enjoying the scenery. Admiring the sprawling farmland and the newly plowed ground of the old timers. Making a mental note to get the canning supplies in order. I believe I need to take stock of lids and seals this year. I don't think I made it from point A to point B with everything I'll need.
Hearing from Dad this afternoon lifted me higher also. He will be back in the states next week, and having been informed of this weekend's activity will make a trip up. He has never failed me either. And will be there each time the task is so daunting that I need an extra shoulder.
Mother's trip to Greenbrier went well, I even scored heirloom furniture for my new place. Now with this dresser and bookcase, and Grandmother's sitting chair, my new bedroom is begining to look like home.
Remembering my blessings.
The new house. One room at a time, making it MY space. Other than the occassional parade of teenaged boys tromping through, or sleeping there for the night, starving to death 24 hours a day, it is a very tranquil space. Airy and open with windows everywhere. I love open windows and light flooding in. I find myself hesitating every evening to close the blinds even though it is pitch black night outside. Maybe its a fobia of being closed in.
Pausing at my little princess' room. Pink and purple everywhere. Tiny miniature furniture in white and her little clothes still hanging in the closet. Shoes lined up against the wall beside her dressing/vanity table.
One moment at a time Shannon. Take in this day one breath at a time.
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