It was the best of times…it was the worst of times.
Third Quarter 2018 in Statesville, NC
- morning walks
- road trips
- farmers market
For those of you who receive my weekly email, which is kind of like a letter from home, know that this summer has been wonderful and difficult. On July 24th we lost our beloved fur friend of 14 years. Sam. He died of complete renal failure due to lousy dog treats from China made with or preserved with of all things, arsenic. Sam went downhill quickly until he could no longer eat or drink. His kidneys basically shriveled up to nothing. It was a rainy day and our buckets of tears fell amidst the drops. Even now as I actually type these words for the first time, I weep. I miss him so. I still look for him at my feet. I still listen for him in the night.
The grief is real. And, now all of you know. One of the hardest losses I’ve experienced. Seriously.
But, please don’t think our summer was totally awful because it wasn’t. Hubs and I took great support in one another – he has become my walking partner. The joke is of course, he refuses to be leashed!!!
We had houseguests from Indiana for a weekend in August.
My sister and her husband were in NC and we had several good times of visitation with them. She taught me how to use the InstantPot, which she got us as a flat-warming present! We went to a gem show together – it was wonderful to spend time with my one and only sibling, Peggy. We talked about the book we are writing for our family. It is titled, Family: Secrets and Sacraments. This book won’t be available on Amazon – but we both will have a supply IF anyone beside family would even want to read it! We’re both working away at it. O! The photos are priceless. This, too, has been an emotional walk-through for both of us. Stirring a lot of “feels.”
Gpa, me, and the grands took off for a day to Lynchburg VA to see where Hannah would be living off-campus. It was a fun day – six hours in the car but we did well.
Our transition “from farm to flat” is one of gratefulness. I don’t think there is a day that goes by without one of us saying, “Thank You, Lord, for this.” It’s been a summertime without weekly yardwork; however, I think I’ve appointed myself grounds keeper here. I use the blower and blow off the front porch, the walkway, the city sidewalk out front! We feed the birds from a branch of the Crepe Myrtle out front. We’ve put nice porch furniture out for all to enjoy. Hubs has even planted some of his heirloom elephant garlic in the landscape! We love watching the crazy squirrels and the people – so many people walking by. I keep a big ceramic bowl full of doggie water for the walkers – the other morning I was delighted to see two finches sitting on the edge of that bowl drinking! The humonguous Holly Tree is abundant with berries – I can only imagine how gorgeous that will be when they bloom to red. I promise to share photos. Of course, there are downsides! Like the bass speakers on the car at 2 a.m. on a Saturday night. The neighbor’s motion light (I’ve installed blackout drapes!). The 39 steps from front porch to my office. But, these obstacles make us stronger not angry! We are blessed in this rich season of reaping.
We enjoy good health. Good strong limbs that can walk (not run) and stretch and reach. We have enough. God is very good to us and we live gratefully.
That’s my third quarter 2018 report. I’d love to hear how you have fared this season in the comments.
Dedicated to sweet, Sweet Sam. Run In Peace.
Sam Shipe. August 20, 2004 – July 24, 2018