AUGUST 26, 2024

 So this happened on August 26th, 2024.  It happened so fast.  It was gone in less than 45 minutes. I ran back inside and grabbed my purse from upstairs (I knew exactly where it was) and Rejean grabbed 4 drawers from the filing cabinet.  I had on a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and a pair of sandals.  We lost everything except the clothes on our backs. But no one was hurt.  That was the main thing.

Needless to say it has been quite an adventure since then dealing with insurance and trying to get thru each day.  We were very fortunate that we were able to move into Stacey and Andrew’s place so we can still be “home” and get to watch our new home being built.  I will post that picture tomorrow.

JUST. TESTING

 

Seeing if I can still remember how to work this Blog.  Not promising a lot of postings to start, but I will give it a shot.

We have lots of snow so far this month.  Rejean has been blowing snow quite a bit to keep the driveway clear for all the workers and their trucks.  Work is progressing on our new home.  Still a ways to go but I just let Jodie know it will be all done by the time they get here in July.  

The thrill is gone for buying new stuff.  Everything I have is new.  My new house has a walk-in closet.  I don’t have that many clothes anymore to fit in a regular closet.  I miss my old clothes but I remember them.

More later

GRIEF

 Because grief isn't just pain - it’s proof.

Proof that something beautiful existed; that

We were given something worth missing. Proof

That we loved someone so deeply that

Their absence leaves an eternal

Imprint on our hearts.

                                      Jameson Arasi

FOR JACK

 Farming

It is a job full of long hours

in all temperatures, and lots of hard work.

But it is so much more than that.

It is scars, callouses, broken bones,

Stitches and bruises.

It is sunshine and storms, dirt under your nails

And straw in your boots.

It is early mornings and late nights and long days.

It is the joy of a good harvest, the beauty of a sunset

The peace in the barns

It is a calf in your kitchen, a dog in your truck

And freedom in your soul

It is faith, determination and accomplishment

It is fears, tears, laughter and love

It is a way of life, a sense of pride, a family affair

It is home

And there is no place I would rather be.

Jack’s chores are all done.  It is time to rest.

November 13, 1953 - January 3, 2025