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What a week!

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The travel was riddled with fits and starts. I got cellulitis in my foot. My brother was admitted to the hospital.

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Whew!

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But things are looking up! My foot is much better. My brother was discharged from the hospital and is feeling much better. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers.

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Even with all this, we’ve had a wonderful week. We visited with family from out of town. I’ve spent time with the kids and grandkids. I've baked, cooked, and eaten yummy food. We went to my favorite BBQ restaurant last night. Dickie’s BBQ is wonderful, and the ribs are so tender that they fall off the bone.

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Garden Flowers - Hail Storms - A Moon and Stars Watermelon - Crocheting a Baby Afghan

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I’ve taken more photos than anything else, so I’ll just leave you a gallery of pictures I’ve taken. I’m enjoying my stay with dear family members, and I know it will pass all too quickly, so my posts will be sporadic.

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Family first.

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I pray that if you have the chance to visit family and friends this summer, you will walk away with wonderful memories that will carry you till you meet again.

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💜

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Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate. Psalm 127:3-5

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***Gratitude Journal***   Today, I am grateful for the beauty and love surrounding me. I’d forgotten how beautiful the Colorado sky is and how wonderful it feels to hug my peeps.
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We finished packing the truck at around 11:00 yesterday morning. Just in time to have a farewell lunch with Ben and Sue before we had to leave. The guys went over to Wendy’s and got us salads and we sat around the kitchen table and shared one last meal with two of the dearest people we have ever known. I will miss all my Colorado peeps buy my oh my…I’m so ready to be home!

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We stopped at Mom’s…a little diner in Otis, Colorado…and got a to go order for our supper later at the hotel. We weren’t sure if there was food available in Yuma. Most places are only open for breakfast and lunch. Turns out, there is a lounge that serves food right in the lovely, brand new Cobblestone Inn & Suites. Impeccably clean and the staff that we dealt with were wonderful.

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We will get up early this morning and head over to get Grace out of the Quonset hut and move on to our next stop in Kansas. We’ve been keeping our eyes on the weather and it looks like we’re missing storms so far. There was a terrible storm at home Monday night. We watched the lightning and heard the thunder over the security camera. The rain was coming down so hard that it overflowed the gutters and blocked out the camera’s view. Those gutters need cleaned out…they’re full of leafy debris.

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We’re already thinking about all the the things we need to do when we get home!

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“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.”

\nPsalm 23:1-3 ESV\n
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A day with Little is like spending time with myself at the age of 16. The similarities in our neurodiversity…or as they call it…neuro-spicy-ness is remarkable. We had so much fun junkin’ and found some treasures. I’ll take pictures tomorrow because I’m too tired to mess with it right now. But suffice it to say…we had a great time. Little is healing from a year of long covid and it was really difficult. We went out for brunch and then walked around the Brass Armadillo for nearly four hours which was a huge feat.

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After I dropped Little off at home, I came on up to Ben & Sue’s. They had worked hard on the landscaping and quit when it got too hot. Around 7:30 or 8:00, a severe thunderstorm came through with lightning right overhead…FLASH/BANG! Several times. It was wild!

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Little wants to come over today to learn how to knit. We bought some knitting needles and yarn at a thrift store so we’re all set. I also want to see Daughter #2 this weekend one more time. I can’t believe we leave in five more sleeps! It will make me sad, even though I am quite homesick.

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I hope you have some fun summer plans this weekend and that you stay safe from the extreme heat! Stay hydrated!

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“Children, obey your parents in everything, for this pleases the Lord.”

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I can’t be here this long and not go see my brother again. We’re heading back up to the mountains today for a couple of days to get some more hugs. We’ll be back Wednesday then Thursday Daughter #1 and Big leave for a long weekend in California to visit friends. They won’t be back till late Sunday night.

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I had a great day visiting with my Colorado kids. I went down and picked up Daughter #2 for brunch. (Are you detecting a pattern here? We LOVE brunch!) When she got in the car she asked, “Where are we headed, Mom?” Oooooooh….since it was my choice there was no question. Zaidy’s Delicatessen. They’ve moved since the old days but it was still nostalgic. One of my very first dates with Hubby #2 was to Zaidy’s when they were located down in Cherry Creek. I had my first bowl of Matzo Ball Soup there. So, of course…that’s what I had yesterday. The soup was exactly as I remembered…so savory and delicious. The only thing different was the matzo ball itself. Back in 1978 it was twice the size as the one at the new location, but it didn’t disappoint.

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The other day when we cooked all those traditional Jewish dishes, our friend Abby (who is actually Jewish) didn’t get to have any of them. So I bought some chopped liver and an onion pletzel so she could have them. They were all over at the pool when I got back so I took it over. First of all, she had never heard of pletzel. And second, she reluctantly tried the chopped liver but it was pretty dry. I have to say…mine is better. But she was so happy that I thought of her. And the pletzel was a hit!

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Since they’re going to be gone next weekend, they came over to Ben and Sue’s last night for supper. We had a great visit and we’ll get to see each other again before we leave next week. I will get some time with Little while her mom and sister are gone. We haven’t had time to be together just one-on-one. She and I both love to go junking so we’ll do that and have lunch.

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We’ll blink and this trip will be over. 

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*sigh*

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“But those who won’t care for their relatives, especially those in their own household, have denied the true faith. Such people are worse than unbelievers.”

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I didn’t sleep well Thursday night and ended up grabbing a couple of hours sleep on the couch. I had promised Ben we’d have Sausage Gravy and Biscuits one morning but when he saw me asleep on the sofa, he assumed it wasn’t going to be biscuit day. So, he ate cereal and the rest of the crew got up. I heated up the French Toast from the other morning and I had my usual egg in a tortilla with cheese. We all decided we’d have breakfast for lunch so I made the biscuits and gravy in the early afternoon and we were happy campers.

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The girls came over as I was baking the biscuits. They were getting ready to go to the Taylor Swift concert. Wow…this is a whole thing. You have to dress in the “era” of your favorite album. Lots of pink and sparklies. The girls made bracelets and you trade them with others at the concert. They stood in the merch line for hours to get their t-shirts and what have you. And I know, as I’m writing this, they are having the time of their lives. I do love that their musical idol is a brilliant young business woman who isn’t overly sexual onstage. Who knows what time they’ll get in from the concert, but I know there are going to be plenty of stories to tell.

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Mr. FixIt and I went out to the Westminster Hills Open Space to see the sunset last night. You could see the storm clouds building northwest of Boulder and I hoped it wouldn’t get down as far as the stadium where the kids are. Around 9:15, the storm hit where we are staying and you could hear the ping-plink-ting of graupel which is a soft hail…almost snow. I watched the radar and it looks like the storm will completely miss the concert.

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We have been having so much fun! Ben and Sue are as much family to us as any blood relative. My Colorado son-in-law came from good, good people. They have a funeral to go to today. We are staying here and Daughter #2 and her wife are coming over for a visit in the afternoon. Even though we’ve been busy, I have been relaxing and thoroughly enjoying our time here.

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We got here two weeks ago and we have ten more days to go. It just flies by so quickly. 

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“It will be a shelter from daytime heat and a hiding place from storms and rain.”

\nIsaiah 4:6 NLT\n
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We had a pretty busy day yesterday, even though we got a slow start. I cooked a nice breakfast and we sat outside, watching the Colorado River rush by the campground. Even though the temperature got down in the low 50’s, it was pushing 80° by 10:30. It ended up topping out at 92° yesterday afternoon but once the sun went down, we had a cool breeze coming in off the river at our campsite so it was quite comfortable as I sat down to write this.

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Once breakfast was over, our first stop was Walmart to buy some adult coloring books and colored pencils for my brother. He loves coloring letters so I found three books with lots of writing for him. Then we headed over to the day program where he goes three or four days a week. He knew we were coming this week, but he didn’t know what time so we came in and surprised him. He was so precious…his reaction such pure joy. It made my heart swell.

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We sat with him for hours…Mr. FixIt and I coloring alongside him. The people who work with him don’t necessarily notice his decline when they see him every day, but we see him once a year and it was a marked difference since the last time. This is why he is in the group home at the highest level of supervision. He just flat out needs the support. I’ve also noticed his memory has deteriorated remarkably. He goes to Walmart every week yet he told me it’s been ages since he went. Unfortunately, his beard and hair were long and scraggly again so I need to impress upon the staff that is unacceptable. 

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I don’t want to come across as demanding, because I’m not. I’m just a concerned sibling and I want my brother to be comfortable and clean and safe. The staff at his group home are remarkable, but they prompt my brother with suggestions that it’s time to get a haircut or trim his beard and if he says he doesn’t want it, they can’t “make” him do it. However, there are ways to get him to comply without being overbearing. This home is still fairly new to him and they haven’t gotten to really know him yet. It will get better with time.

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When it was time for him to go home for the day, we said our goodbyes. Today will be a big day for my brother because he gets to go to Walmart and do some shopping! We’ll go see him this afternoon after his excursion and then visit him at his new place. Then tomorrow we head back to Denver. 

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We got Chinese food for dinner last night which was delicious. Mr. FixIt had Mongolian Beef that was fabulous and I had some really great sweet and sour shrimp with stir fried veggies. I even had a Stella Artois Non-Alcohol beer that was the best NA beer I’ve ever had. I’m going to have to see if I can find it in WV. 

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Visiting Mr. Virgo

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After we ate, we went to the cemetery to visit Mr. Virgo. The family of the man who is buried next to him have put up a bird feeder and as soon as we got out of the truck, the birds flocked all around to see if I was filling the feeder. Someone keeps bringing Mr. Virgo his favorite brand of cigarettes and leaving them on the head of his grave and, even though it was those evil things that killed him, I still smiled that there are people who come and visit him.

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We stopped for ice and headed back to the campground and sat out under the awning, listening to the river and the wind in the trees. This end of Glenwood Canyon has the oldest layer of earth exposed. When I look around at the steep, rocky canyon walls, I remind myself that people pay big bucks to come see this geological marvel and I am so grateful for the opportunity to share it with them. 

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I look back over the time I did live here. It was 1986 when Hubby #2 finished his internship and residency and joined the internal medicine group. It seems like a million years ago…truly. I love visiting, but I wouldn’t want to live here again. When we went to the cemetery yesterday afternoon, we drove past my old house and I couldn’t believe how tall the trees are now. The trunks on the aspen trees I planted are a good 10-12” across now! We looked on Zillow to see what the estimated price of my house would be now and it’s three times what I payed for it. Then we looked up the house Hubby #2 and I bought in 1990 for $194,000 and it is worth $1.1M now!!! Absolutely crazy.

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We have some touristy things to do today and then our visit with my Bubby. Time seems to go so fast.

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“A friend is always loyal, and a brother is born to help in time of need.”

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I had all these plans to clean, do laundry, pack, and all manner of other things yesterday. Instead, I had just finished breakfast when Mr. FixIt saw a lawnmower on Marketplace. We bought a push mower from this guy a few years ago for our rental house and it’s still running well. Ours, on the other hand, needs something. I put a new carburetor on it and it still surges. We tried to adjust the throttle but you get two speeds….won’t start or jet engine. So, it was time to bite the bullet and replace it. It was only $140 for a 6.5hp Craftsman so hopefully it will do the trick and last us a long time. 

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As you know, if we go to town, we’re toast. There’s always a dozen errands and true to form, it was after 6:00 by the time we got home. That meant I had lost my window of opportunity to get a ton done and has put me behind even more. Then, when I loaded up the dishwasher and started it….it has finally bit the big one. It just sits there humming and heating and no water. It’s forever old and we’ve managed to get an extra year out of it by using the pots and pans cycle, but even that isn’t working. Now I have to unload it and wash all those dishes by hand, which isn’t a problem…it’s just another thing. I didn’t even use the dishwasher for the first two years I lived here so I can easily go back to that. It’s just not what I was planning on in the moment. But, isn’t that just the way? If we knew when something was going to break down, we’d have another one waiting in the wings, wouldn’t we?

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To lighten my load and to take of some of the self-imposed stress off of me, I put the shop on vacation mode. That will make one less thing for me to mess with every day while we are traveling. And I was getting a little burned out. I’ve been too busy to sit down and create more designs, so I’ll just leave it be a little then I can pick it back up when we get back. So far we don’t have much scheduled for August. I think it’ll take a month to recover after the Colorado trip anyway! 

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Our list is long, but no matter what, it’ll be done or it won’t. 

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“And may the Lord our God show us his approval and make our efforts successful. Yes, make our efforts successful!”

\nPsalms 90:17 NLT\n
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Little on the floor, scrubbing that lovely piece of linoleum!

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It has been a fun two weeks, but Little is ready to get home. Big will be leaving for college soon so they need to spend some quality time together. Everyone will be happy to get their Little Bear home, safe and sound.

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Nana made biscuits and gravy, eggs and sausage, and topped it off with homemade applebutter per Little’s request!

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We had a lovely breakfast. I made a batch of buttermilk biscuits and gave Little the choice of what flavor jam or jelly they wanted on them. Apple Butter was the winner. This is the next to last jar so I’ll probably need to make some more this year. We had sausage and eggs…and sweet tea. It was more like “brunch” considering it was nearly 2:00 in the afternoon before we got around to cooking.

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The Old Mt. Zion Church back on the hill. Grandma and PopPop brought the kids here every Sunday afternoon for services. it made me smile to think of them sitting in the very pews we scrubbed yesterday.

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We did laundry. We were going to go to town to mail the things that won’t fit in the suitcase, but this stupid washing machine. I intensely dislike the kind without an agitator because it doesn’t get the clothes clean and darks invariably have white soap scum on them…even with an extra rinse. They are supposed to be conserving energy but how can you conserve energy when you have to run them twice to get things clean? So, I’ll have to make a special trip to town next week to ship this stuff.

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The pulpit in Mr. Zion Church.

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I cooked the last of the half-runner beans in the little pressure cooker, then Little and I headed off on an important errand. The other day, Little noticed how dirty the old church was and wanted to go back out to sweep and clean. They didn’t forget, so we loaded up the brooms and rags, jugs of water and Spic & Span, and headed off for the country. 

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Little sweeping up all the dead ladybugs and dust bunnies.

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We swept and wiped and washed and scrubbed till we got it as clean as we could. Then Little went out and picked a bouquet of Queen Anne’s Lace and put it in the vase on the altar. We stood there for a moment in silence, signed the guest book, and turned to leave. My heart is so full at the goodness of this child.

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We were amazed at how bright the colors were when the floor was wet. It needs waxed!

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We went back to Grandma’s farm and sat on the front porch for quite some time. We talked about all the people who used to live there. We feel them around us when we are there and know that we are loved and watched over. 

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Grandma’s Road at the end of the day.

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On the way home, we stopped for ice cream and brought a scoop home for Grandpa FixIt. Then Little jumped in the pool one last time. We had a lot of rain off and on yesterday and that water was decidedly cooler last night than it has been the last couple of weeks. No way I was getting in there, but Little had a blast. When the bats came out and started circling for their dive-bomb drinks of water from the pool, Little decided that was their signal that time was up and they were out of the pool in a flash! The laundry was done, the bags were packed, decisions were made for what needed to go today and what could wait to be mailed. We got the Boarding Pass from Daughter #1.

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Making the turn to cross PopPop’s Bridge!

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And…that’s a wrap, folks! Operation Nana Camp was a rousing success!!!

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“For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways. On their hands they will bear you up, lest you strike your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the adder; the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.”

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Change is my middle name. I have absolutely no problem changing direction at any given moment and can shift with the winds. I spent a good portion of the day with Daughter #2 yesterday. I picked her and her wife up and took them to our favorite breakfast joint. Then, after dropping my daughter-in-law off at home, my daughter and I ran errands and chatted. We oohed and aahed over the kittens at PetSmart. We browsed the sale racks at Target and I bought a new floor fan. Then we went to the most beautiful garden shop and looked at plants. They are working on building up the soil in their yard so we picked up a few bags of this and that. When we got back to their house, we looked around the yard at the new plants coming up. They’ve made a lot of progress since I was there in September and I’m very proud of their hard work.

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Everyone is busy at this age. Work, home, families…it all takes time and I’m thrilled with what time I can get with them. I’ll be the last one to guilt my kids into spending time with me. I remember what it was like to be their age when you’re pulled in ten different directions. So, since we all got proper visit time, I made the executive decision to head home today. I’ve been gone since May 4th and I’m homesick and I miss my husband. I’ve had a wonderful time visiting Colorado, but I’m ready to get back to my beautiful West Virginia home. It’s time!

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So, here we go…can you say “Road Trip”???

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“The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forevermore.”

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#Colorado, #RoadTrip, #WestVirginia, #Camping

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It’s always hard to say goodbye when you are “of a certain age”. We’ve experienced losses now. We know we’re on the short end of the stick and things can change in a heartbeat. We want all those loving hearts to keep on beating as long as possible, and the thought of possible “last goodbyes” cuts deeply. My brother is doing so much better now. When I called him to tell him I got back to Denver ok, he answered the phone (yay!) and was out on a little afternoon junket. He went to Subway for lunch, then took the bus out to Target to do a little shopping. That’s an incredible improvement over just a few short months ago! As long as he is doing this well, he is in the best setting, but I know he misses me as much as I miss him so at some point, I’ll bring him to West Virginia.

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I didn’t sleep well the last couple of nights I was camping. For one thing, the foam cushions which serve as “mattresses”in this camper are not comfortable for the long haul I’m putting them through. After a while, they smash in the middle and offer very little support. My hips and back have been screaming at me and the change in the weather hasn’t helped. I dragged myself out of bed yesterday, got the camper all set to move, then went to pick up some breakfast for my brother and me. We visited and chatted over our food till the time finally came to hug and say “See ya next time!” It’s so bittersweet.

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I went back to the campground and hooked up to leave. I stayed at a little place called The Hideout at Glenwood Springs. I’ve passed that place for decades and I have a faint memory of camping there with my younger daughter when she was very little…I wanted to camp someplace near home in case it wasn’t successful. Most of their sites are filled with full time residents who live in their campers, which gave me pause. But it was very quiet and clean. There are also some small cabins and sites for “tiny homes”. However, they have one section with about ten sites for anything from tents to medium sized RVs. I stayed in Site D6 and it was beautiful. Water is available for filling your tanks, but not to hook up. And the site had electric for $40 a night which is quite reasonable.

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The drive back to Denver was fairly uneventful. There was road construction on the east side of Vail, heading up the pass. Multiple lanes were shifted down to one and there was a bottleneck that brought us to a complete stop with bumper to bumper traffic. It really only delayed us about twenty minutes and before we knew it, the freeway opened back up and off we went. There were several areas that were wet from the snow melting off the sides of the road. When I went through, the temperature was in the forties, so there was no danger in slipping and sliding around. However, when it gets dark at night, that’s when you have to watch out for things like that. I just saw a story this weekend of a woman who hit an icy patch on a bridge and flipped her little camper on its top, so I was super cautious. 

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I’m glad to have that part of the trip behind me as far as the driving is concerned. I have another few days to visit with family, then I need to start heading for home. I’m missing Mr. FixIt and there are people and things that need my attention in West Virginia, too. My sweetie mowed at the farm today and sent me the most beautiful pictures. It’s so green and the trees are all filled out. They were barely budding when I left and I’m missing one of the most beautiful seasons in my beloved Mountain State.

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I’ll rest up this week and get things organized and spend some more time with my Colorado peeps. It always flies by so fast!

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“Whoever troubles his own household will inherit the wind, and the fool will be servant to the wise of heart.”

\nProverbs 11:29 ESV\n
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#Family, #Colorado, #Camping

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After a day of snowy, cold weather, it was a treat to wake up to Colorado sunshine!

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I had a lovely visit with my brother yesterday. We watched a little baseball. I fed him his favorite food. Then I cut his hair and trimmed his beard. I am so pleased he is doing better in the new setting. He has more support, more often. Even though he still has trouble understanding/hearing his roommate, I found them getting along pleasantly. I spent some time working on my brother’s phone. He told me he answers it every time it rings, but I can assure you…after missing no less than twenty-seven phone calls from me in a two day period…he wasn’t hearing it ring. 

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I set his phone to a ringtone he was sure to hear then I turned the volume up to the highest setting. I also added a vibration to it to attract even more attention. Then I sat down with him and called him. It turned out, he was hitting the “hang up” button every time he answered the phone! I showed him how to answer it properly and placed a dozen calls to his phone to make sure he had it down pat. Now, I need to get him a little pouch to carry his phone around his neck. He won’t carry it in his pocket because he’s afraid he’ll lose it. And when it’s in his fanny pack, he can’t hear it and even if he did, it takes too long for him to get the phone out. So, I think we have corrected the phone problem.

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After he was settled down for the night, I went and picked up a sandwich from Chili’s for my supper. Unfortunately, as is all too often…they didn’t get the order right and I never think to look till it’s too late to say anything. But it was food and it was good and I am grateful for the convenience. 

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As I waited for my order to be ready for the curbside pickup, I heard crows. LOTS of crows! I followed the sound and there must have been two dozen crows in the field by the shopping center and they were putting up quite the fuss. I soon discovered why. There was a solitary magpie fighting off this “murder of crows” from what I assume was her nest. She was relentless, bobbing and diving and chasing off these marauders. It made me think about how I’ve been feeling in this town which was once my home…fighting off the interlopers.

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Hubby #2 and I moved here in 1986 after he finished his internship and residency. It was a sleepy little cow town with two stop lights. When they put in the third, we thought it was getting WAY too busy! Then they finished building the interstate through the nearby canyon and that was the end of the sleep little town. From then on, it grew exponentially and now? Oh, lands. Now it’s like stepping into a hive of angry bees. 

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There are people everywhere. It’s what we used to refer to as the beginning of tourist season, but I’ve a feeling it’s like this year round anymore. There’s a line to get into every restaurant in town on a Friday and Saturday night. A hotel room that used to cost $75 a night now runs $250+! I was happy to find a peaceful campsite for only $40 a night for a site with electric only, but it’s beside a rushing mountain stream and it’s really been very quiet. 

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Mr. FixIt sent pictures of my bonus granddaughter’s graduation from high school yesterday. It was at 10:00 in the morning and the temperature was already a balmy 88 when they got there. My poor husband looks like he just got out of a shower with his clothes on in the pictures! But, they had a grand time and the graduate was beautiful and happy, so we have achieved what we were shooting for…attendance at both graduations. Just one at each, that’s all.

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If there is a window with good roads through the mountains today, I might head back to Denver. If not, I’ll wait another day. It’s really been restorative camping in the mountains and it’s done my brother and me a world of good to hug each other and say our “I love you’s” in person. I don’t get to see him but once a year so we have to make these visits count. 

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“But if anyone does not provide for his relatives, and especially for members of his household, he has denied the faith and is worse than an unbeliever.”

\n1 Timothy 5:8 ESV\n
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#Family, #Colorado, #Camping

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My view out the dormer window yesterday morning…SNOW!

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I spent a portion of the day yesterday reorganizing the camper to make it more comfortable. The busyness of the last couple of weeks caught up with me and I’m just going to lay low, read, knit, visit with my brother a little. I went to the cemetery Thursday. The caretaker was there. Mike is 75 and has been caring for the cemetery for many years…on a volunteer basis. He recognized me when I pulled in and waved hello. We sat and visited for a while. He was most apologetic that he hadn’t gotten over to our corner yet and the weeds were pretty high. Mike said the snow was knee deep this winter and that makes the grasses sprout up like crazy  in the spring. The cemetery is normally unattended and only has maintenance a couple of times a year anyway.

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I now have one of my cushy chairs in the camper. It fits perfectly between the benches of the dinette. I have one of the matching footstools and a battery powered lantern beside me, so it’s the perfect place to knit and read. I stopped at the store last night and bought some foodstuffs and stored it in the cooler sealed tight and in the bed of the truck with the topper and the tailgate locked. My dry goods are in the non-operational refrigerator so there’s no food scents to attract mama bear.

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I love hearing the sound of the creek rushing by right outside my window. And feeling the cool mountain air. Thank God there are no fires nearby. Colorado needs this moisture desperately! It snowed till about 3:00 but its going to keep snowing in the mountains and the Front Range, which is where I’ll be heading tomorrow, or maybe Monday. I’ve been enjoying my visits with my brother. He’s crafty…he’s been hitting me up for dinner every night! lol

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I went to the hot springs to soak yesterday after supper. I have been so disappointed at how this sleepy little mountain town is bursting at the seams these days. They are land-locked yet building continues and it feels like stepping into a bee hive. I didn’t stay at the springs too long. I basically went to get a shower and wash my hair anyway, so mission accomplished. I was perfectly happy to come back to the camper and curl up with my knitting and a good book.

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“And he said to them, “Come away by yourselves to a desolate place and rest a while.” For many were coming and going, and they had no leisure even to eat.”

\nMark 6:31 ESV\n
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#Rest, #Camping, #Colorado

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Camping by the creek!

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I’m baaaaack! Once the graduation festivities were over, I could pack up the camper and get up to the mountains to visit my brother and camp for a bit. As soon as I arrived, I got a weather bulletin for the mountains of Colorado stating there is a winter storm warning for Friday and Saturday. They are predicting 4-10” of snow with up to a foot to a foot and a half in the higher elevations! Well, as much as I personally detest snow…I’m praying they get tons because it is SO dry here! And, that puts a kink in my plans. I immediately asked the campground to extend my stay at least one day and possibly two, which they did. Then I called Daughter #2 to tell her I may not be back in time to see her on Sunday. Then I called Mr. FixIt and said I’d probably have to extend my stay till after Memorial Day in order to spend more time with my daughter and to have a better chance of finding campsites on the way home.

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The drive up was gorgeous. It was in the mid-seventies and sunny with big puffy white clouds. The traffic wasn’t bad at all and moved right along. This town is so vastly different than it was when we moved here in 1986. There are so many more people living here now and the number of tourists is off the charts. It’s bittersweet…it was just a sleepy little mountain town back then. Now it’s like a bee hive. I supposed the feeling is exacerbated by the fact we live on five acres out in the country and the little “town” we live near has a population of 888 people.

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There are some good things around still. My favorite doughnut shop and coffee house is still there, as is my favorite clothing and shoe stores. I’m hoping to run into the Thursday morning coffee group that have been meeting every week for three decades. I’m going to visit a friend on Friday morning that I haven’t seen in years. I’d love to get a massage at one of the many spas in town and then soak in the local hot springs. I’m going to be so pampered by the time I head home!

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There is a bear that frequently visits this campground so I went to Walmart and bought some bear spray. It’s now sitting just inside the door of the camper. The biggest thing is to not keep a lot of smelly food in your camper or vehicle. And always, always, always lock the car doors and keep the windows rolled up. A bear has no problem opening a car door or pulling a window out if it can get a hold of it.

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This is a very small campground and the sites are relatively close together. Someone started playing loud music at 8:45 last night and I am so glad I brought my noise canceling headphones! I just put them on, turned on my rain and thunderstorm sounds and I was good to go. I could even sleep like that if I have to but there is a noise ordinance here from 10pm to 8am. Hopefully they enforce it. That is my one pet peeve about campgrounds…loud music. That’s not what I come to the mountains for. I won’t harsh their fun, but it’s a shame when they disturb the fun of others.

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I’ll spend some time with my brother today at his day program. He said he’d be coloring and I asked if I can colors with him. He said yes, and that he might be reading, too. So, I’ll bring a good book…or my knitting…and we can sit in companionable silence. 

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“Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.”

\nIsaiah 40:30-31 ESV\n
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#Rest, #Relaxation, #Camping, #Colorado

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We went to Big’s Awards Ceremony yesterday afternoon. (Note to self: take a pillow next time! Bleachers are not our friends!) Her name was called several times for academic achievements. She received two or three cords to wear on her robe on graduation day. And she received three plaques…one of which was Outstanding Biomedical Sciences Student of the Year. We are all very proud of her accomplishments.

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Yesterday was her last day of high school and she was never so glad of anything in her whole life. She never really loved high school. It was made that much more difficult with the two years of Covid interruptions. Yet, she is graduating with a 4.2GPA and a scholarship for swimming in college so it’s obvious she put her nose to the grindstone and did what she had to do. She is so smart…and such a good human!

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I also went shopping and bought Daughter #1 and her husband a propane heater for their deck. Their birthdays and anniversary are within five days of each other and I like getting them a combination gift they can use and enjoy for years to come. It’s a timely gift that they can use when they entertain guests at their home when all the family comes in for graduation.

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This is such a big event for parents. And I think it’s especially hard on moms when they’ve been so close to the child that is graduating. She and Big are tight and have never spent much time apart. I am sure she will handle this better than me because she has much better coping skills than I did when I was her age. Her circumstances are different, as well. First, she has a much healthier marriage. And second, she doesn’t have a two year old at home. 

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The weather heated up yesterday here in Denver. It got up to 89° which made sitting in a gym without air conditioning a little stuffy. It cools off the next couple of days which makes it easier to sleep at night. There were big winds predicted on Tuesday so I put the camper top down and moved my stuff into the guest bedroom in the house. But, by bedtime, the winds hadn’t really amounted to much of anything so I put the top back up and slept in the camper. It’s so much cooler and the bed is mine. 

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Mr. FixIt worked on the pool and watered the flowers and cleaned the sidewalks yesterday. Today he’s buying tomato plants and tilling up the space behind his friend’s house in town. They notoriously harvested the best tomatoes out of that garden. No one lives there anymore so we’re taking advantage of that good soil. I hope we get a better season this year.

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Today is a bit of a lay low day with my Colorado peeps. Perhaps I’ll get a little knitting in. I also need to dewinterize the camper. Sue will need help getting the place ready for Big’s graduation party on Sunday. There’s always something to do!

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“Grandchildren are the crown of the aged, and the glory of children is their fathers.”

\nProverbs 17:6 ESV\n
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Little isn’t very little anymore. Turning fifteen is pretty cool for this grandchild of mine. We had a big day of cooking and laundry and cleaning. Little is into cosplay so there were lots of wonderful gifts that aligned with those interests…a long red wig, a crazy outfit, some really fun glasses and earrings shaped like sparkly radishes. Little is so much like me…marching to our own drums, creative, artistic, soulful, intelligent, funny.

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Big texted me and asked if I wanted to go to IKEA with her and of course, I jumped at the chance. She and I don’t get a lot of time together and it was so nice to have a good conversation with her…just the two of us. I can’t believe how fast the time has gone and she’s off to college in the fall. It just doesn’t seem possible.

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I received a call from a dear friend yesterday morning. I’ll get to visit with her when I’m up in the mountains camping next week. I love how certain friends pick up right where we left off and the conversation is easy.

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Still knitting the teal socks with the patterned knit. Not a lot of knitting time when there’s so much going on. I’m so happy to be here visiting my babies! Mr. FixIt mowed at the farm today and built the new fire pit. It was a busy day for everyone!

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“May you see your children’s children…”

\nPsalm 128:6 ESV\n
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We sat around the dinner table that I have come to know and love as the epicenter of the universe. The parents of my perfect son-in-law are as much my family as any of those who share my DNA. Daughter #1 and her family joined us to celebrate Mother’s Day. Watching the playful repartee between my grandchildren warmed my heart. Not too long ago, they were at each other’s throats most of the time. But I think it finally sunk in with Little…Big is leaving for college soon. This is it…the last of the family the way it’s always been. Once college enters the picture, things change.

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We told stories…old and new. We laughed and told more…each one more outrageous than the last. With each passing moment, I fell more and more in love with my family. They are hard working, fun loving, seriously good people and I am so honored to be a part of it all. It was a long, fun day and by the end of it, I was ready to call it a night. Ok. It was 7:30. But that’s 9:30 to me. That’s a respectable time to go to sleep, isn’t it?

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Daughter #2 called, her dad texted, my friends checked in, my bonus daughter and daughter-in-law called and texted. Sue and I went to the store. She made vegetable beef soup. We ate fresh fruit tart. It was a fun fun day.

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“Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she laughs at the time to come. She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.”

\nProverbs 31:25-26 ESV\n
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I woke up at 5:30 yesterday morning and couldn’t get back to sleep. I couldn’t get the camper together because quiet hours last till 7:00 and besides…it’s the weekend. There’s nothing worse than sleeping soundly in your wonderful camper, only to hear the person next door lifting their jacks and clunking around. I waited till 7:30 then I tried to be as quiet as I could. People were already moving around, so I hope I didn’t disturb them too much.

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I got on the road about 8:30. I checked the road reports and the weather and was concerned to see the conditions deteriorating in western Nebraska throughout the day and into the night. Strong winds, hail, and severe thunderstorms were predicted. As I’ve told you, this camper can’t go up or down in strong winds, so I told Mr. FixIt I was going to have to play it by ear as I got closer. 

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About the last fifty to seventy-five miles were brutal. The winds were blowing so strong straight at me that it was making my truck gear down! I’ve never experienced that before. At first, I was afraid something was wrong with my truck, then I figured it out. There was no way I could camp at Lake McConaughy, which was disappointing. 

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I pulled into the Walmart gas station in Ogallala and plugged my son-in-law’s mom’s address in the GPS to see how much further it was. It was only another 200-some miles…about 3.5 hours of driving. It was 1:30 (Mountain Time) and I would much rather be with family than stay in a hotel. So, I made the executive decision to just drive the rest of the way. That made 470 miles the first day, 333 the second, and 530 the third! I didn’t HAVE to put my camper up…I could have stayed in the house. But I so love having my own little bed and play house!

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And now…I’m whupped. I need to acclimate slowly to the altitude and not get overheated. It was 90 degrees when I got here yesterday. I’ll sleep in, sip on my electrolytes, and be a happy little camper. I thanked God repeatedly for the travel mercies. Let me thank you for all your prayers and words of encouragement. It was a fun drive!

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Happy Mother’s Day!!!

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“So then, there remains a Sabbath rest for the people of God, for whoever has entered God’s rest has also rested from his works as God did from his.”

\nHebrews 4:9-10 ESV\n
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#MothersDay, #RoadTrip, #Colorado

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May the Fourth be With You!!!

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I’ve lost count how many Grand Adventures this makes. The other day, Mr. FixIt was talking to one of his friends about my upcoming trip. He told the fellow I was about to embark on another adventure and will be pulling the camper to Colorado by myself. The guy was shocked. He said, “I don’t think I’d let MY wife do that!” Mr. FixIt laughed. “You don’t LET your wife do things. You support them doing the things they want to do that makes them happy!” Have I mentioned how much I love this man??? We haven’t spent more than a few days apart in the last three years. I’m going to miss him like crazy!!!

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I have the portable kitchen packed. I have my clothes packed. I have the knitting projects I want to work on and the magazines I want to read. I made a wonderful supper of baked steak, mashed potatoes and gravy, and my home canned half-runners. (I’m going to need to can another bushel this fall.) I have a stock of Mr. Bee Potato Chips for the family. I searched like crazy and finally found the “add-a-pearl necklace” that Hubby #1 gave me when I turned eighteen. Now it goes to Big as her graduation gift. 

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I have the truck in tiptop shape. I need to make a few stops on my way out of town today, then it’s just me, Mavis (my GPS), my Rand McNally Atlas and the open road. 

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Even with the bad stuff happening around the world…life is good, y’all! And if you don’t like what’s happening…VOTE! And pray…a lot!!!

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“He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.”

\nPsalm 23:3 ESV\n
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Mr. Virgo and I started dating in 2005. He was working at a 5-Star hotel in Aspen at the time. In late January of 2006, he called me up and asked if I had a black cocktail dress. I assured him I did. There was a party that night at the hotel and he could get me in. Well, how often do you get to hobnob with the Aspen elite, right? I drove up in a whiteout blizzard and changed for the party.

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There were all manor of beautiful people there…Mariah Carey, Paris Hilton, Heidi Klum and Seal. And off in a corner stood a young man with flaming red hair…holding court surrounded by other young men who wanted to be this guy. The room was so crowded it was impossible to “mingle”. The VIP section was roped off on the other side of the room. You could see all the rich people, but you had to be special to see the rich AND famous up close.

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The evening passed in a blur and before I knew it, all the glitz and glamor was over and Mr. Virgo and I wandered around the dark and quiet hotel with the rich and colorful history. It is reportedly haunted. Mr. Virgo had several personal experiences there that were unexplained. We sat in the empty lobby and talked for a while.

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I was enjoying the ambiance of “Colorado Ski Resort” opulence when Mr. Virgo chuckled. 

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“What is it?” I asked.

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“Did you notice that red headed kid standing in the corner with the crowd around him? That was Shaun White, the snowboarder,” he said.

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“Really? Impressive head of hair!”

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“What was more impressive was this. I went up to him and he said, ‘Dude! You want an autograph?’ I laughed and said, ‘No, dude…I want your beer. You’re underage!’”

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I’ve watched that young man with the flaming red hair grow up and defy gravity and bring home the Gold in both the Olympics and the Winter X Games. And now, an older, wiser and dare I say, slightly more cautious Shaun White is bowing out after these Olympic Games. I feel a small sense of connection to him. After all, my Mr. Virgo put on his “dad hat” and dressed down the young dude in as tasteful a way as possible.

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I hope he does well as the curtain goes down on this stage of his career.

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“Where there is no guidance, a people falls, but in an abundance of counselors there is safety.”

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Proverbs 11:14 ESV

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Wow…is it cold or what? We were in Columbus the last few days and felt the bitter blasts of flat Midwest winds. I didn’t even look up the wind chill factor. I think it just makes you colder. But I do know this…when it’s 3° outside and the wind is blowing, it’s flat out miserable. Our hotel room was on the first floor. I don’t know if the room was cold simply because it was cold outside or the fact we were sitting on a huge slab of cement. The heater had a governor on it and you couldn’t turn the thermostat up over 78° and at that level, it blew nothing but cool air…until it didn’t. Then it got way too warm. Next time, we will elect to stay on an upper floor. 

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As we were driving home yesterday, Mr. FixIt asked if we could stop at Rocky Boots in Nelsonville, OH. We are of an age now that we know to ask each other what we want for our birthday or Christmas gifts. We have everything we need and there’s absolutely no need to go overboard on huge gifts…especially if it’s not something we really want. Mr. FixIt has a big birthday coming up so I’ve asked him to let me know what he would like. Unfortunately, he has an unusual foot size so he wasn’t able to find the comfy boots he was hoping for. We’ll have to keep looking. 

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We were surprised that Columbus got so much less snow than we have at home. You could really tell the difference between Columbus and Nelsonville. We got out of the truck and there were piles of snow reminiscent of my winters in Colorado. When we got back in the truck and headed home, there was something about the way the sun reflected on the snow under the clear cerulean blue sky brought me back in time.

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Have you ever had a memory come to you and instantly you are transported across time and space to something warm and wonderful? That is what happened yesterday. It was the winter of 1982. Denver had a Christmas Eve blizzard that stopped the city in its tracks. People were delivering nurses to the hospitals on snowmobiles. And once you were there, you didn’t come home till the roads were cleared. Hubby #2 was in Medical School so fortunately, he was home with us.

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We rented an old brick bungalow the color of a sandy beach. It had big windows and zero insulation. We had no money to speak of. We used a kerosene stove in the middle of the living room for extra heat. Daughter #1 was eight years old. We gave her the only bedroom in the house and we slept out on the sun porch in the back. Ice formed in the corners of her room and on the windows in ours.

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We were poor and in love and didn’t care that we had no money. We walked to the store in the snow and carried our groceries back home. I was filled with dreams of living in the country and having a farm with chickens and gardens. I baked our bread, made homemade granola and yogurt, and started seedlings inside for what vegetables we could grow in the flowerbeds around the house. We did whatever we could to entertain ourselves on the cheap.

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That’s where I was teleported yesterday as I drove through the farmland of Ohio. I held that warm memory up to the light of today and realized…I’m exactly where I dreamed I would be oh those many years ago. It isn’t at all like I thought it would be at the time. There was a whole other marriage and a death between then and now. Another child came along to add to the family. Dogs filled our hearts and broke them when their all-too-short lives came to an end. Moves were made. Hearts were broken and mended. Old lives were lost and new lives were added and here I am…back where I started.

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West Virginia. With a different West Virginia boy than the one I first set out with. And a big family to love. I bake our bread, I can our food, I grow a garden. That’s why that warm feeling that came over me yesterday seemed so familiar. 

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It is my life. And it is so, so good.

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“We can make our plans, but the Lord determines our steps.”

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Yesterday was my “re-birthday”. It marked 22 years since one of the darkest days of my life. It turned out to be the turning point that actually saved my life. It was the first day of the 8,036 days I’ve spent sober. It was also the lowest point of my depression. Hubby #2 had long since emotionally checked out of our marriage and I had no idea how I was going to survive without him. That night…22 years ago…I overdosed on two full bottles of pills and could easily have died. 

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It was the end of my twenty year marriage, but it was the beginning of the journey back to myself. I became a better mom…a better friend…a better human. In time. It was hard work and I seriously think it was that experience that gave me the tools I needed to navigate the grief of Mr. Virgo’s death. January 6th is Epiphany…a day of joy and faith. Joy and faith eluded me that day in 2000. It took a lot time, but I’ve found both again in ways I’d never experienced…even with my late husband.

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I marked the day with Mr. FixIt. We fiddled around the house a little. We watched some mindless TV. He went to the store for bread and milk. I started knitting the second sock. Then we settled in to watch the “Severe Weather Bulletin” on the news out of Huntington. We can’t get the local news through our satellite company, so we watch what’s happening to our neighbors a couple hours south of us. 

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The “Severe Weather Bulletin” interrupted regular programming for at least three hours. They had remote broadcasts from eight or ten reporters. They’d switch over and the reporter inevitably said, “Yep…it’s still snowing here.” Then they would pan over and show you the snow on the road. Yep…the road was white. It was snow alright. I had to laugh, because…well, I lived in Colorado for forty years. Where…you know…it SNOWS!

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The first snow after Mr. Virgo died. Colorado - December 2013

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It’s so funny to see what happens in different areas of the country when it snows. An inch of snow can paralyze a southern state for days. In Colorado, it’s called October. Or November, December, or any month…clear through May. And sometimes June or July if you’re up in the high country. School let out early yesterday afternoon. You know…to get the kids home before the Snowpocalypse hit. There won’t be school today, I guarantee it.

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When my kids were in school in the mountains of Colorado, they only had one snow day that I can remember. It was -27 and they couldn’t get the buses started that morning. If Coloradans called off school every time it snowed…well, there wouldn’t be much schoolin’. So, I kinda giggle at the mass hysteria when we get a little snow here in West Virginia. It was awfully pretty. And I was really glad we didn’t have any place to go yesterday. We just made a big pot of spaghetti and watched it snow. It was a really good place to be…literally and figuratively. 

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““He orders the snow, ‘Blanket the earth!’ and the rain, ‘Soak the whole countryside!’ No one can escape the weather—it’s there. And no one can escape from God.”

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I was writing my post Friday night as I always do. Then I schedule it to go live at 4:00am so you can sit down and have coffee “with” me. I checked my messages and a reader shared the following poem from the website, A Bed for My Heart.

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She said it made her cry. I understand that. I know the sentiment of this poem. I’ve lived it. I still live it…even though I am very happily remarried. Even though I have a beautiful life I never dreamed possible. I’m still a widow. Not an actively grieving widow…but a widow nonetheless. I shared with her something that happened to me Friday.

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I was sitting at the DMV, waiting for my number to be called, and decided to pick up my phone and scroll through Facebook. I came to a photo that puzzled me. It was a picture of a building, half torn down. The red dirt and scrub oak beyond the building were unmistakably Western Colorado. There was something vaguely familiar about that building but I couldn’t put my finger on it. I looked to see who posted it. It was someone I know in the town I lived in for many years. The caption said, “Let’s all do our own little Rivers dance…? in honor.” That is when it hit me. That far wall of windows. 

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They were tearing down Rivers Restaurant in Glenwood Springs. Ohhhh, the memories. Years and years of memories. It was called Penelope’s when we first moved to the area in 1986. It was in this restaurant that Hubby #2 and I had dinner with the doctors who were interviewing him to join their practice. It was in this restaurant where we spent countless Happy Hours schmoozing with our friends and cohorts in the medical community. Birthday dinners. Dinners out for no other reason than to indulge in their Elk Medallions.

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It was also the restaurant where Mr. Virgo and I got married. 

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On the other side of those windows is…was…a large deck that overlooked the Roaring Fork River with a view of Mount Sopris up the valley. It was a chilly April Saturday, nestled between two snow storms…a day filled with sunshine and laughter and love. It was a beautiful day, a beautiful setting, a beautiful building.

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And, now it’s gone. It’s just another thing…a page from a storybook…ripped away and floating off on some unseen breeze. The last time I stayed in Glenwood by myself, I went in and had dinner. I sat where I could see the area that held the reception. Sweet memories. I’m glad I got to dine in there one last time. I’d heard it sold, but I just assumed another restaurant would take it’s place.

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There will always be losses and more losses tied to the death of a loved one. I am so very grateful time has softened the sharp edges of my grief and I’m left with warmth and gratitude that’s mixed in with that familiar little squeeze in my chest. 

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“When the righteous cry for help, the Lord hears and delivers them out of all their troubles. The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit. Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the Lord delivers him out of them all. He keeps all his bones; not one of them is broken.”

\nPsalm 34:17-20 ESV\n
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I showed Ben & Sue the Merlin Bird ID app from Cornell Labs yesterday. Sue and I sat at the table and recorded a couple of birds. We saw a huge hawk in their yard but it was gone too fast to get a picture for identification. As we sat and talked over coffee, Sue pointed out something in the shrub outside the window. I went out to look and found a feather with a reddish-orange shaft. I did a Google Lens search and found it to be from a male Northern Flicker (red-shafted). I haven’t had time to research when that bird is here, so I’ll have to do that later.

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I’ve always loved sitting at the breakfast table with Ben & Sue. There are always vibrant discussion and we end up solving all the world’s problems over a couple of cups of coffee. I’ll miss our time with them. I’ve become very close to them over the years and they are my family, too.

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Vacations are always way too short, aren’t they? Even when you’re retired, you have to go home sometime and it’s usually right when you’ve relaxed and really started to enjoy yourself. Daughter #1 and family came over again last night and we had a barbecue and a great around table discussion. I so love this family and I’m going to miss them all. Daughter #2 and her wife work through the weekend, so we said our goodbyes on Wednesday. I’ll miss them both as well. 

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We’re getting up early this morning and I’ll bake one last batch of buttermilk biscuits and we can take some on the road as breakfast sandwiches for the next couple of days. Tonight we’ll be in Kansas! The weather has really changed since we got here in early September. The nights are really nippy. I brought my little ceramic heater that I always keep in my camper because you never know when you’re going to have a chilly night…even in the middle of summer. 

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I camped in a tent at Beaver Creek State Park one year…I can’t remember if it was spring or fall. I was so very cold the first night. So I dug around in the back of my truck and found my little ceramic heater and an extension cord and put it in my tent. It was a lifesaver! I have a feeling, by the time you read this, I’ve turned it on and been glad we had it with us. Birdie has proven to be a great little camper and we are thrilled with our purchase.

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So long, Colorado! See you next spring!!!

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“The steps of a man are established by the Lord, when he delights in his way;”

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Yesterday was a “self-care” day. I slept like a log and woke up at 9:00. What a treat! Mr. FixIt came out to the camper and asked if I wanted to go with him to take the truck to get the tires changed, then head off with Ben & Sue to buy a mirror for their new bathroom. As much as I love them all…I declined. I wanted to stay home and chill.

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I was going to do laundry. It was in the truck. Cool!

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I wanted to find a file that I’d put on Ben & Sue’s computer, but when they upgraded to a new computer, the file went out with the trash. That was fine, too.

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I surfed a little on my phone and read the news. Boring.

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What could I do that would be fun AND productive? Ahhhh…I remembered there was still some buttermilk leftover from the biscuit baking lesson the day before. So, I pulled out the ingredients and Little’s Biscuit Bowl and whipped up another batch. I’m getting pretty good at it now. The biscuits had just a few more minutes left to bake when Sue texted to see if I wanted something from Dickey’s BBQ. I told them if they brought it home to eat, there would be hot biscuits fresh from the oven. They hurried home and we ate all but two of them with some yummy BBQ! It was divine…if I do say so myself!

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Daughter #2 asked me to come over after work yesterday to look at some china she inherited to see if it was worth keeping. She and her stepsister inherited their grandmother’s china. I use the term loosely. One set was clearly purchased as premiums from a grocery store. The other was ok, but dated. to make matters worse, when the dishes were shipped to them, the sets were mixed together so that there wasn’t a complete set of either pattern. 

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My daughter is not a china kinda gal. Her life is as simple as she can possibly make it. Her stepsister didn’t want the dishes either. I suggested she donate them to a charitable resale shop. My research showed there really wasn’t a market for any of it.

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I picked up my two decorative presents my daughter has held onto for the last two years…one was a camper-shaped bird feeder and the other was a decorative teardrop shaped camper for my collection. I don’t think I need anymore little camper tchotchkes now. I don’t have the room for more. These are so cute though and thoughtfully purchased.

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When I got back to Ben and Sue’s, I did what little laundry I had left in the truck and called it a day. It was so relaxing and peaceful. One more sleep and we head back east. The kids come back over tonight to tell us goodbye one last time. Bittersweet.

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“And he said to them, “Come away by yourselves to a desolate place and rest a while.” For many were coming and going, and they had no leisure even to eat.”

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One of the places I’ve wanted to show Mr. FixIt is Red Rocks Amphitheater. Built in 1936 by the CCC (Civilian Conservation Corps), a Depression-era public work relief agency, it is the coveted venue of every musician on the planet. I’ve been to several shows at Red Rocks. The first was John Denver in the late ‘70s, early ‘80s. Michael Martin Murphy and Starland Vocal Band opened for him. It was magical. Anyone who has been to a concert there will always and forever remember their first time. The view is amazing and the acoustics are incredible. I’ve also seen Casting Crowns, Mandisa, James Taylor, Willy Nelson, and several smaller local bands.

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Yesterday was gorgeous. The temps stayed in the 70’s and there were even spotty rain showers but they didn’t amount to anything. We stopped at Duluth Trading Company and browsed then went to the Whole Foods at Colorado Mills for lunch. We stopped at The Brass Armadillo and prowled around the jam packed aisles of antiques till we were on sensory overload and came back to Ben & Sue’s. Everyone took an afternoon siesta then we went to Daughter #2’s house to teach her how to program her sprinkler system.

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On our way home, I inadvertently showed Mr. FixIt an area of the city that I am sure he could have done without. I made a wrong turn and ended up in the north edge of the city where the homeless live in tents on any square inch of ground they can find. Those without tents just sleep out on the ground. I’ve never seen the homeless population so high here. It was so discouraging to see and I prayed for them as we passed through.

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President Biden was in Denver yesterday and we managed to avoid any major traffic delays as he traveled from DIA to Golden. I would have liked to see his motorcade, at least. The closest I’ve ever been to a President was standing outside the White House and watching Air Force One land in Denver one time.

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The nights are getting pretty darned chilly here in Colorado. We’ve had to throw extra blankets on the beds in the camper, but it really makes for good sleeping weather. Little is coming over today to bake Buttermilk Biscuits then we’ll have a down home southern breakfast for supper with the kids.

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Just three more days and we hit the road and head for home. I hate leaving, but we have had such a wonderful time visiting!

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“Whoever is generous to the poor lends to the Lord, and he will repay him for his deed.”

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My very handsome brother turns 70 tomorrow!!!

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Ok…you all know me. I say I’m taking time off, then I can’t. This is my quietly meditation time before bed and I do that every day anyway. I might as well talk to you like I do every other day…as long as it’s not cutting into family time. We arrived to our destination in the mountains in the mid afternoon. It was too early to check into our VRBO. Daughter #1 had to go up to the college she attended to get something, so Mr. FixIt and I went to see my brother.

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Yesterday was the day he was moved into his new digs. Like I told you the other day, he hasn’t been able to take as good care of himself in his more independent setting…especially since Covid began. At his level of care, the staff were there to encourage him to meet his hygiene and daily living goals. However, they were not there to do it for him. It has taken several months to get an opening in the step-up care setting and it finally happened yesterday. 

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When I arrived, I was appalled to find him the way I did. His hair was long and disheveled. His beard was dirty and unkempt. I asked him when was the last time he’d been to a barber and he said three months. Now, very likely the staff had encouraged him to go, but somehow he has it in his head that he only went once every three months when he lived in West Virginia, so he has probably been refusing them. 

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The very first thing I did, after greeting him of course, was to drive to Walgreens up the street and buy clippers. I came back, cleaned him up, washed and trimmed his beard and hair, and put him in a nice clean shirt. While I was terribly shocked and upset, I was thrilled to see my brother appear in front of me instead of someone who looked like a homeless person. The bottom line is…he’s in a section of this program with 24/7 staffing available to him in the four-duplex compound they’ve moved him to. He’s clean and groomed and happy. Today we will bring him to the VRBO we’ve rented and celebrate him all day! Barbecue and birthday cake and family from everywhere surrounding him with love.

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When I saw him like that, it broke my heart. He holds a HUGE portion of real estate in my heart. I couldn’t help but feel that I’d somehow failed him…or our mom. She always wanted me to keep him in my home when she died. I told her that I would make sure he was always well cared for, but that there was a program near me that could give him a life and if it was God’s will he be accepted, that was where he would be. 

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He has always been very happy there and Colorado is his home. There may come a time when I need to bring him to West Virginia, but there’s a lot to work out with funding, etc. I’ll do the  research when I get home. I think for now, we’ll watch closely and see that he has more one-on-one care at his new place before we cross that bridge.

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The kids went to my daughter’s alma mater last night for the local football game. We are just a block from her high school and from the apartment I lived in before I bought my house a few miles from here. 

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Also, yesterday was Mr. Virgo’s birthday and today is 9/11.

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It was an emotional day.

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“But if anyone does not provide for his relatives, and especially for members of his household, he has denied the faith and is worse than an unbeliever.”

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Mr. FixIt and Ben rode the light rail train to Downtown Denver yesterday. They walked around Union Station then took the shuttle bus down to the end of the 16th Street Mall and moseyed back to the station. They stopped for lunch and, of course, they found a ton of people to talk to. I’ll have to say…Ben and Mr. FixIt are a lot alike. They’re both hard workers, they love to tinker and fix things, they both garden, they both are devoted family men, they both have the same great sense of humor, and they can talk to anybody about anything. I wish Colorado was closer to West Virginia so we could spend more time with our wonderful family.

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I know it’s only September, but I gave Daughter #2 and her wife their Christmas present early this year. And, it’s going to have to count for NEXT year’s, too. They work hard and do the best they can to stay up with things around the house. But a series of events occurred in the last year that got them behind in their lawn work. 

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First, their mower broke. It’s not easy to find a lawn mower repair shop anymore and the one they found was closed. They are not mechanically inclined. So they used their weed eater…which was her grandpa’s old one from twenty years ago. It didn’t work well…then it didn’t work at all. At the same time, their sprinkler stopped working. There was covid and lockdowns and finding a new job and all their energy went to survival. 

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They got the sprinkler fixed, but the weeds had a huge head start and the west is suffering a mega drought. I have never seen so many yards look this bad in Colorado. I paid close attention on the way home from her house and every block has dead and weed infested yards. In their defense…it never was a really nice lawn to begin with. I wondered why she was coming to me for visits instead of me going there. Then she confessed…she was embarrassed by the state of her yard. Bless her heart. I told her I could care less…I’m the last to be “judgy”.

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I decided to go to Home Depot yesterday morning early and buy them a lawn mower and trimmer for their early Christmas presents. Her dad agreed to go halves. I was checking out when she called to say she was going to grab coffee and head over.

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“You just hang out there, kiddo. I’m in the neighborhood and I’ve got something for you!”

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I pulled up and unloaded the truck and I thought she was going to cry. She hugged me and thanked me profusely. And we spent the next few hours working alongside each other…mowing and weeding. We got the first half done yesterday before it got too hot and decided to get back to it this morning and finish. I’ll tell you what…that thing is really powerful for a battery mower.

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You know…a well manicured yard is something we were manipulated into having when our fathers came home from the war and bought their first house in the suburbs. The sign of affluence was a cookie cutter house and a lawn fit for the Queen’s croquet party. It’s an enormous waste…time, money, and natural resources. We’re going to have to rethink the front yard because they aren’t making more water and the climate is changing drastically. Wars of the future won’t be fought over oil…they’ll be fought over food and water. It’s not such a big deal where we live in West Virginia. The idea of watering your lawn is foreign. But here in the West…something’s got to change.

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Daughter #2 and I didn’t get to do these kinds of homey gardening things together when she was growing up. Her dad and I split up when she was just ten years old. Then it was shifting back and forth between houses. I just don’t remember working in the yard with her at all. But yesterday was fun. We chatted comfortably. When we were finished, we took our hot and dirty selves out for lunch at Wendy’s and sat in the shade to eat. 

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She has today off then heads back to work on Thursday. I have to say…this is one of the best visits we’ve ever had and I am so, so happy to spend such quality time with her. I’ll get to spend some time with Daughter #2 and her family over the coming weekend when we go see my brother for his 70th Birthday. 

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This mama’s heart is happy!

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“You cause the grass to grow for the livestock and plants for man to cultivate, that he may bring forth food from the earth and wine to gladden the heart of man, oil to make his face shine and bread to strengthen man’s heart.”

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The Centennial State isn’t called “Colorful Colorado” for nothing! The sunsets here are always something to see. And, with the unfortunate wildfires in the west, they are particularly red this visit. I awakened yesterday morning with a headache and could smell the smoke in the air. The skies are hazy. Not like our humidity hazy. Smoky hazy. Daughter #2 and her wife came over for a visit yesterday afternoon and were telling us how hard it’s been to keep up with the yard work this year. They both have asthma so they only work fifteen minutes at a time then take breaks to cool down and breathe indoor air for awhile. Ben and Sue haven’t been able to open their windows much since the fires started raging in the West. So, while the sunsets are beautiful, it’s for all the wrong reasons. 

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We ordered barbecue to be delivered for a late lunch. This is another thing I’m totally out of the loop on…GrubHub. Imagine, having an app on your phone where you can access the menu of any kind of restaurant you want, order any kind of food you want, and have it delivered to your door by a mask-wearing Millenial in a Subaru. I mean…where are we going to do such a thing living twenty miles out of town? People living in rural areas just shake their heads at some of these “modern conveniences”. Granted…the food was good. But my barbecue is better…and a darned sight cheaper, too.

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Speaking of the costs of things, I keep telling Mr. FixIt…this is one of the major driving factors that sent me packing for West Virginia after becoming a widow. I was simply being priced out of the market here. We went out to Walgreens last night to pick up a couple of things and decided to stop at Wendy’s to get a couple large diet sodas. We love fountain drinks…they are so refreshing. I got up to the menu and placed my order… 

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“Two large Diet Cokes, please.” 

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“Is that all?”

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“Yes it is, thank you.”

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“That’ll be $6.02.”

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“I’m sorry…what?!?!”

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“$6.02.”

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“How much are they each?”

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“$2.76.”

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“Ummmm…no, thank you. I’ve got drinks at home. Sorry!”

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And I drove away. “Remember a couple weeks ago how I told you Mr. FixIt has ruined me? I simply could NOT pay $6.00 for two sodas. He was so proud!”

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Gas is terribly expensive here because there was a bad fire in Colorado last year. As a result, there have been disastrous flash flooding with debris and mudslides in Glenwood Canyon. This cut off the main transportation route for gasoline coming from the refineries out west, doubling and tripling the delivery costs. And, when the charge goes up from the suppliers, eventually it’s felt at the pump. There were places in Northeastern Colorado where regular gas was $3.64 a gallon. That’s not politics. That’s supply and demand and ultimately, global warming.

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Housing is astronomical! The prices have doubled and even tripled since I sold my house in 2014. It’s crazy and I don’t know how young people do it. I really don’t. 

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We’ve been enjoying a slice of pie in the evenings after the sun has gone down and the world has cooled off. That’s one good thing about this altitude. It may be 94 degrees on a September day, but the nights are delightfully cool making for wonderful sleeping weather. The next couple of days are actually supposed to be about ten degrees cooler during the day which will be most welcome.

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I hope you enjoyed your Labor Day Weekend. It’s so hard to believe it’s here and gone already!

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“We love because he first loved us.”

\n1 John 4:19 ESV\n
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I was in mid sentence when Sue looked out the window and exclaimed… “There she is!!!” I jumped up, pulled my mask on as I ran out the door and into the waiting arms of my baby. My 31-year-old baby, but still…she’ll always be my baby! We hung onto each other for the longest time…feeling that familiar heartbeat next to mine…smelling her hair…feeling her hands on my back. I haven’t seen Daughter #2 since August 3rd, 2019. Way, WAY too long. I was greatly relieved that she was feeling well. She looks wonderful. She’s happy, healthy, and thriving. What more could a mother want?!?!

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We sat and talked for hours. Everyone kind of went about their business and left us alone to visit. The kind of easy conversation we’ve always had between us. It’s wonderful to talk to your adult children and learn more about who they have become. What they’re into now. What they like. What they’ve set aside. Their beliefs and values. She’s returning today with her wife, whom I’ve also not seen since the wedding. Maybe we’ll go do something. Maybe we’ll just sit and visit. Whatever we do, its always easy and fun and memorable.

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When she finally left for home, I fixed supper for the four of us. I hadn’t made stir-fry in quite some time so I used some of the veggies fresh from Ben’s garden. Mr. FixIt went for a long walk earlier in the day so he was ready to tuck into some of my home cooking. I love when he compliments my food. After supper, we sat around and visited. Ben and Sue are so easy to be around and we always feel at home here. Daughter #1 and family were off doing their own thing yesterday but we’ll see each other soon.

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As the sun was sinking low in the west, I walked out after supper and took a picture of Ben’s dahlia’s. They are stunning! I’ve never grown them, so I think next year I need to invest in some tubers. While the day was certainly hot, the nights are quite pleasant and we have truly enjoyed sleeping in the camper out by the garden. I awoke at 4:00am yesterday morning to the sound of a train whistle off in the distance. It brought me back to the first year after losing Mr. Virgo. I spent a good deal of time down here in Denver with my first little camper, parked in exactly this spot. You know how some sounds or smells take you right back to a particular moment in time? That’s what the train did. I could feel the tightness in my chest, the inability to take in a deep breath, the long, long hours stretched before me as I grieved. I couldn’t help but compare where I am today to where I was this time in 2013. It’s the difference between night and day. A whole new life. Sometimes, it’s hard to believe I lived through that. But here I am…here WE are. 

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Life is a mystery, isn’t it? It can be so difficult and painful. And it can be so incredibly beautiful and sweet. The past has taught me many things…not the least of which is to cherish the little, simple moments of life. The hug of a grown child. The smell of teriyaki stir-fry. The delicate petals of a perfect dahlia. The laughter of easy friendship. And the hug of an appreciative spouse who loves me to the moon and back. 

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The feelings are quite mutual. 

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“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another. By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.””

\nJohn 13:34-35 ESV\n
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When I was backing into our campsite at Lake McConaughy the other night, Mr. FixIt called out to me to say the driver’s side brake light was out on the camper. That means no turn signal, or flashers, or brake light on that side. Not good when you’re traveling with a camper. The guy behind you needs to know where you’re going. We stopped on the way out of Ogallala to get a new bulb, but we had to duct tape the red plastic lens on because the little clip that held it on was broken. That worked fine till we could fix it properly.

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We sleep out in the camper when we visit people as long as it’s not too hot. We can turn the AC on if we have to, but we prefer not to if we can help it. I like that because we aren’t in anyone’s way, we can stay up and talk, and sleep in. Given the two hour time difference between Colorado and West Virginia, we try to stay on our same schedule as much as possible. It makes it easier to adjust when you go back home. And, when you are a guest for an extended stay, it helps to not be under foot. Even though we are as much family here as anything else, Ben Franklin is the one who said, “Fish and houseguests begin to smell after three days.” 

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My son-in-law’s brother and his family arrived yesterday morning with breakfast burritos from Luna’s…our favorite neighborhood Mexican restaurant down the road. We had a lovely visit and when they left, Mr. FixIt and I went to Gander RV to buy the replacement light to fix Birdie’s broken blinker. We visited with the family most of the afternoon. The guys went to get Popeye’s chicken sandwiches for lunch. Mr. FixIt watched the last half of the WVU game and I stretched out for a little snooze. 

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When the sun dipped low in the west, Mr. FixIt and Ben went out to turn the water on in the irrigation ditches then they replaced the broken tail light. By then it was time for pie. We do love to eat! Around 9:00, the guys walked back up to turn off the water in the ditch and that was the end of our first full day of vacation.

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We did get some good news yesterday. Daughter #2 was upset the day we arrived because she found out her boss has covid and she wasn’t feeling terrific. She went to get tested yesterday and it was negative, thank God! We were so worried for her because, even though she is fully vaccinated, she has asthma so we sure didn’t want her to get this terrible virus. AND, besides that…we haven’t seen each other since their wedding in August 2019! It would have been a double tragedy to not get to hug my baby because of covid!!!

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So, I get to see my Moon Pie today!!! I cannot wait to squeeze her tight!!! Tell everyone you love them, people. Time is a commodity we cannot afford to waste!

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“yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.”

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James 4:14 ESV

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We’re Getting Little Hints of Gold!

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Summer cruises right along and it begins to feel like it did when we were kids…like it might just last forever. Then, there’s that one evening when you look outside in shock. It’s starting to get dark earlier and it’s become noticeable. At 7:30 last night, I looked over at Mr. FixIt and said, “OMGosh! It’s getting dark already! When did that happen?!”

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I’m not ready for winter, by any stretch of the imagination. But I am open to the idea of cooler, crisper days, good sleeping weather, the splashes of color over these West Virginia hills…and no more mowing for a few months. We’ll miss a goodly portion of our beautiful fall here. It will be replaced with the quaking aspen and bluebird skies of Colorado. I’m praying we don’t get snow while we’re there because we’re taking the little camper. I have seen eight inches of snow in Denver on September 16th before, so it’s not unheard of.

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I don’t want to shovel snow yet, but I do love when I can get my sweaters and leggings out and start baking again. It’s just too hot to bake in the summer time. It makes no sense to power up the AC and the oven at the same time. I look forward to really good apples and picking out pumpkins and mums. I love when the garden and flower beds are cleaned, raked, and mulched. I look forward to cleaning the tools of summer and putting them away till spring. I like not having to worry about the chemical levels in the pool. 

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My very favorite time to camp in West Virginia is the first three weeks of October. The leaves are gorgeous and the skies are almost always clear save for some puffy white clouds here and there. I didn’t can anything this year. I still have so much left over from last season. I figured I would and it’ll still be good for another year or so. That’s the beauty of home canned produce…it lasts and doesn’t ruin like frozen veggies.

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While I had lots of work to do yesterday, Mr. FixIt and I were both pretty tired from all the outside work over the last few days. He did have to run an errand in town, but I stayed home. And we both stretched out in these wonderful recliners we bought last year. I never really like the looks of a recliner, but the comfort can’t be beat if you buy a good quality chair. I doubt we’ll get much more recliner time this week as we start packing up. 

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It’s almost time for another adventure!

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“I am a sojourner on the earth; hide not your commandments from me!”

\nPsalm 119:19 ESV\n
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I don’t want to make this a political issue. I want to make it a human issue. I don’t want the government to come take all the guns and destroy them. I don’t know how they could possibly do that, anyway. There’s way too many of them. But there is one thing that is perfectly clear to me.

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We have to do something.

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The King Soopers shooter was born three days before the Columbine shooting. Twenty-one years ago. How many have there been since then? Yeah...I know. A lot less than car accidents and heart attacks and cancer and Covid. I get that. But, this is supposed to be a civilized society. 

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After living in Colorado for forty years, and as a mother and grandmother and sister and friend of Colorado residents...my heart was in my throat when I heard “King Soopers Shooter” and “Colorado” in the same sentence. Where are my kids? My grandchildren? My friends? When they said the shooting was in Boulder, I had one second of relief. Then I was drawn back to the thought of all this unimaginable loss. My heart squeezed tight thinking of the shoppers that witnessed the shooting. The family members with the knock on the door.

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The inevitable “I’m so sorry”.

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Then I got angry. I felt like he’d messed with MY people...MY state...MY home. I wanted to scream.... 

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“Stop it! Just STOP!!!”

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We have to DO something.

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But what? Sensible gun control? Register ammunition? Draw and quarter mass shooters in the village square? It appears from early statements there may be mental illness at play in this case...although, how can you say anyone who commits such an atrocity is sane? At the very least...make it more difficult to get a lethal weapon. Hell, I had to sign a contract with my doctor to have regular appointments to monitor my use of anxiety medication. But, I could go out tomorrow and buy an AR-15???

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How long can we sit in our comfortable homes with our families around us and “send our thoughts and prayers” for these innocent victims and their families? It seems such empty rhetoric. The easy way out. 

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The families of every victim of gun violence need so much more than our thoughts and prayers.

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When is enough going to really BE enough?

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Please....please...just make it STOP.

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Sending thoughts and prayers then moving on the next week isn’t cutting it anymore.

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WE HAVE TO DO SOMETHING...NOW!!!

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“Then Jesus said to him, “Put your sword back into its place. For all who take the sword will perish by the sword.”

\nMatthew 26:52 ESV\n
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There’s a fine line between sticking your head in the sand and just stepping away a little bit. Admittedly, I’ve been more invested in the news lately than what I am necessarily comfortable with. I write about stepping away. I write about the merits of news fasts from time to time. And, like most people, I don’t always practice what I preach.

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I woke up yesterday morning and did my usual...I greeted Mr. FixIt with the usual “Good Morning” and “How did you sleep?” We chat a few moments, wake up a little bit, then reach for our phones. I read my devotionals in the evenings, so my morning routine is typically news, weather, social media, blog. Not necessarily in that order.

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The first thing I saw on Facebook yesterday was this editorial cartoon on Daughter #1’s page. She is a teacher. There was a story with it about teachers protecting their students. It made me cry. Ugly cry. I haven’t ugly cried in a long time, but this one has been building up. Daughter #1 is a teacher. Her daughters are teenagers. They are preparing to go back to school...and it scares me to death.

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I’ve been a trooper through this whole pandemic. I’ve held it together and sacrificed my time with my kids and camping on my own and with my husband. Never cried. But this reduced me to a quivering mass of mom mess. It came out of the blue. Like the early waves of grief. Hard and unexpected. At the same moment, Hubby #2 sent me and our girls an article from the New York Times. 

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Since I had them all in one place, so to speak, I took the opportunity to tell them I am worried about school resuming. I told them how much I love them. The response was predictable. Daughter #2...my “mini me”...responded with emotion. Daughter #1 and their dad were much more pragmatic. Take precautions. Be smart. Stay home if you can. My daughter agreed it was scary, but they’d be fine. The “love you” from both girls was most appreciated.

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It’s so hard to be away from my girls right now. It’s been too long since I’ve seen them, and my brother. I really am going to have to go on a little news fast, though. It’s just overwhelming after a while. I did make a big batch of pepperoni rolls yesterday. They are West Virginia’s State Food. Here’s the recipe I used and they turned out pretty good. Still not the perfect ones yet, but I’ll keep trying.

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❤️

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“After fasting forty days and forty nights, he was hungry.”

\nMatthew 4:2 NIV\n
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\"Woodstock\" “The Ubiquitous Photo from Woodstock”

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Fifty years ago this weekend, a gazillion people descended on Mr. Yasgur’s New York farm just five hundred miles from where I grew up. What started out as a ticketed music event soon devolved into chaos as tens of thousands of unticketed hippies made their way into the tiny village of Bethel. The festival had already suffered a last minute change of venue and was seriously short on cash, but there came a point where Woodstock took on a life of its own.

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Fifty years have passed. I didn’t go, of course. I was only sixteen and actually didn’t even hear about it till it was on the news. Not that I would have done something so brazen as to defy my parents because I know they never would have allowed me to go. I never even skipped a class in school, let alone run off to a hippy concert five hundred miles away. Still, I marveled at the mass of humanity. And, I liked the music. 

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It was such a crazy summer…the Summer of ‘69. The Summer of Love. That’s what we called it. But the older generations thought we young people were out of our minds. Sex, drugs, and Rock & Roll. And now look where we are. I saw a meme today. A grandpa was saying he fought in WWII and built his house with his own two hands. His great grandson said, “Sometimes I put a meme on Facebook and it gets a lot of likes.” That is so sad…and unfortunately, all too true.

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We didn’t have the internet in 1969. We didn’t have the news on 24/7/365. We didn’t have violent video games. We didn’t have as many latch key kids and no iPad kids or YouTube kids. Dr. Spock was just beginning to tell us how to raise our kids and to never swat their butts or we would bruise their fragile self-esteems. I’ll tell you what, if I sassed back to my parents, they bruised my “self-esteem” with whatever was handy. I did the same with my kids. Nowadays, you can have your kids taken away for that. And they know it.

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I remember Daughter #1 saying she was going to call Child Protective Services because I wouldn’t let her go to a party. I smiled and recited the number to her. Then I took her car keys. It’s hard to parent now. Having the grandkids over this week with their own little ones made me compare how easy I had it compared to what they are facing. And I didn’t have it all that easy. 

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After my first divorce, I was a single mom in Denver. My family lived in West Virginia. I didn’t have anyone I could leave the baby with while I went to work. I had to find child care…and pray they wouldn’t hurt my daughter. I lived in HUD housing, on food stamps and WIC. I drove a beat up old Pontiac that I paid some Iranians $200 for. The hood and the trunk were wired closed with coat hangers. All four sides were dented in. I prayed every day I could get to work so I could take care of us. I didn’t have a smart phone and five sets of grandparents to step in when I was overwhelmed.

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God knows, I made plenty of mistakes in those early years. It’s a wonder we made it through. The music of 1969 was five years old before my daughter was born. I look back now in awe. I knew I’d be “old” someday. I just thought it would take longer. Oh, sixty-six isn’t OLD, exactly. I sure feel the difference, just in the last couple of years. Mr. FixIt and I work very hard and it’s taking it’s toll. I hurt in places that never hurt before. It takes me a bit to get moving. But, like my husband says…you’ve got to keep moving or you’ll stop.

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Fifty years since Woodstock…and there’s a real part of me that genuinely feels a little past my prime. However, I’m about to take a brand new camper wherever I want for five months and write about it! Isn’t that just about the coolest thing? I wouldn’t take who I was in 1969 back for anything! 

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“Let the sun shine…let the sun shine in…the sun…shine in!”

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❤️

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“I think it is right to refresh your memory as long as I live in the tent of this body,”\n

2 Peter 1:13 NIV

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\"Nebraska “Truckin’ across Nebraska”

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Yesterday was a challenge. First, I was still so wound up from the wedding and the super long drive home, I couldn’t settle down and was still awake at 4:00 in the morning. We woke up at 7:00 and had to try to fit all the stuff from the camper into the bed of the truck and still make sure the tonneau cover would close. We finally made all but a couple things fit and were finished at 10:30. We waited till Ben got home so we could say our goodbyes and finally hit the road at about 11:00.

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I drove all day and we pulled into York, Nebraska…just shy of Lincoln…at about 7:30. We marveled at how green everything is. I have never traveled I-80 as my route between Colorado and West Virginia, but there are major closures on I-70 in St. Louis and Kansas City for construction. We were going to stop in Kearney, NE but they had nine inches of rain on July 8th and all the hotels and restaurants were flooded. There are only about 3 or 4 hotels open and they were either full or pricey. So we drove on.

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The flooding certainly explains why everything is so green here. The mountains of Colorado were the same way and that is good news for the communities who worry about forest fires. It’s not good news here in Nebraska. The farmers here have had a hard time getting crops in the ground…especially wheat. There’s corn to beat the band but not all of it has tasseled yet.

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It was interesting watching the crop dusters all along the highway. I’ve only seen them once in my life and they were everywhere! I’m not sure what they were spraying and I certainly hope it doesn’t harm the honeybees!

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Today, we keep on truckin’!

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❤️

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“Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path.”\n

Psalm 119:105 NIV

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\"Bumper-to-bumper “Sitting in bumper-to-bumper traffic up to Eisenhower Tunnel”

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When I first moved to Colorado, Denver was a cow town compared to what it is today. In 1975, the Denver Metro Area consisted of approximately 650,000 people from what I can deduce for a graph I found. The population now is over 3,000,000! And it’s not just the Denver Metro Area. The states population has grown steadily….every single year. It’s crazy!

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When I moved to Glenwood Springs in 1986, there were two stop lights in the entire town. If it took us five minutes to get across town we thought we were in some terrible traffic jam. Now, it doesn’t matter what time of the day it is, traffic everywhere is bumper to bumper.

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We left Montrose yesterday morning at 10:30. It took us eight full hours to drive 263 miles to Denver! Clear roads. A little rain around Eagle. The majority of the time spent driving was between Silverthorne and Idaho Springs. The Eisenhower Tunnel is a huge bottleneck and as soon as the toll lane starts around Idaho Springs, things loosened up and we made good time.

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I thought it was exacerbated by the fact I have lived in the country for the last five years, but everyone here comments on it. And I have to tell you, I have never in my life walked into a Walmart or a mall…anywhere…and had the thought of a mass shooting go through my mind. But last night, we stopped at Walmart on our way to Ben & Sue’s house, and that’s the first thing that came to my mind. 

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“What is that crowd doing hanging around the front entrance?” 

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“Is there going to be trouble here?”

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“Where is the nearest exit?”

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I hate that. I hate that chill that went up my spine. I hate that I looked in the faces of those around me and wondered what they were capable of. Then I found myself in the cereal aisle and I heard Mr. FixIt’s friendly banter. He can (and does) speak to anyone. 

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“You only came in for two items? Well…you’ve sure gone over on this trip, huh?”

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I turned to find a Hispanic woman smiling shyly at him.

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“Yes…it happens all the time!”

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I looked in her face and saw kindness and a slight self-deprecation at her inability to stick to a shopping list. And, what I saw was no different than me.

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I smiled warmly at her and said, “Oh, I do that, too! What’s worse is when I come home and don’t have half of what I came in for in the first place!”

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This was a welcome moment in an otherwise horrifying set of current events. I am devastated. I am outraged. And, I will do what I can and not just send thoughts and prayers, although those are flowing fervently. My heart is broken for the victims of yet more violence.

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We pack up the truck this morning and say goodbye to to our Colorado peeps and hit the road for West Virginia. Please keep us in your prayers for travel mercies but more importantly, pray for those innocents who were just going about their day.

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❤️

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“Strengthen the feeble hands, steady the knees that give way; say to those with fearful hearts, “Be strong, do not fear; your God will come, he will come with vengeance; with divine retribution he will come to save you.””\n

Isaiah 35:3-4 NIV

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\"Sunset “The sun goes down on the evening before my baby’s wedding. My heart is full!”

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Last night was amazing. Every fear and trepidation I had beforehand dissipated as soon as we pulled into the driveway at Hubby #2’s house. He was so gracious, as was his wife. Their house is stunning. Their dogs are the sweetest things. Daughter #1 and her family were there when we arrived and soon after, my sister- and brother-in-law arrived from Utah. Oh, my gosh! It was so exciting to see them all!

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Just before dinner, my daughter and her fiancée arrived and we were a complete family. My brother enjoyed everyone and joined in the conversations. It really was perfect. What I learned from this: When you hand things over to God to take care of…you have to let go of it. I knew as I was driving over from Glenwood Springs…this was going to be good. This was going to be very, very good.

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After dinner, Daughter #2 came to me and said, “Mama…I have something for you to do tomorrow. You’re in charge of this…and making sure he has a seat at my wedding.”

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With that she handed me a framed photo of Mr. Virgo. She was very close to her stepfather and losing him was so hard on her. The suddenness of seeing his smiling face…so totally unexpected…took my breath away and I started crying. I wasn’t the only one. It was a very special moment and it still makes me tearful as I write this. What a beautiful gesture…what a beautiful God moment….what love…what treasures I have in this family.

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My baby is getting married today. My heart is so full! Thank you Jesus for every gift you have given me in this life!

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❤️

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“Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. If one were to give all the wealth of one’s house for love, it would be utterly scorned.”\n

Song of Songs 8:6-7 NIV

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\"Turkeys\" “Morning visitors on Loghill.”

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Yesterday was my ME day. I told Linda when we arrived that honestly all I was looking for was her company and a little R&R. We’ve been running around like crazy and I just needed to sit and visit on their beautiful deck overlooking these amazing mountains. I knitted and we all laughed and had a wonderful time. We couldn’t believe it when it was 1:00 and we hadn’t done a thing. 

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We were sitting on the the deck and heard something down below. I went and peeked over the edge and there were turkeys walking through the gravel drive below. These guys were huge. We’ve seen a lot of deer….even a little spotty baby bounding around. The first night, I woke up about 2:30 in the morning and wanted a little nosh. There was nothing in the camper, so I needed to go in the house. As I was climbing out of the bed, Mr. FixIt woke up. 

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Him: “Where are you going?” 

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Me: “I need some cereal.”

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Him:

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Me: “Do you think there might be bears out there?”

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Him: “There could be.”

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Me:

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Me:

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Me: “I’m not going.”

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Him: “Ok.”

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Me: 

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Me: “Drat! I’m hungry…I’m going.”

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coyote howling outside camper

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Me: “Come after me if I’m not back in five minutes!”

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Him: zzzzzzz

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Last night, I brought my cereal with me in the first place. There be beasts about!

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❤️

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“...who teaches us more than he teaches the beasts of the earth and makes us wiser than the birds in the sky?’”\n

Job 35:10-11 NIV

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\"Vacation “Clockwise from top left: At one of the many overlooks on the Million Dollar Highway, the beautiful little town of Ouray, our little home away from home, the falls up above Ouray.”

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It has been three years since I’ve been in this area. I’d forgotten how incredibly majestic these mountains are. And high! We stopped so many times between Durango and Ouray to take pictures and just marvel at the scenery. I’m sure Mr. FixIt thought nothing could top Monday but as we drove yesterday, he just kept exclaiming over and over how beautiful it was. 

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We pulled into Ouray and found a parking spot…not always easy during peak tourist season. We went into my favorite kitchen store and no sooner walked in the door till the sky opened up with a summer thunderstorm. We were stuck in there for some time. It finally slowed down enough that we could make it across to Mouse’s Chocolates…my OTHER favorite store. 

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We drove around and looked at the cool little houses. Ouray was a mining town and it still holds that Victorian charm. We finally drove on to our friend’s house in Ridgway. When we pulled into the driveway, there was her little camper. I slept in it the last time I was here and asked if we could sleep in it this time. Linda was happy to oblige and I have to tell you…my heart swooned a little when I climbed into that camper. When we went to bed last night, Mr. FixIt said, “I feel like we’re back home!” Me too, sweetie…me, too!

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❤️

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“By wisdom a house is built, and through understanding it is established; through knowledge its rooms are filled with rare and beautiful treasures.”

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Proverbs 24:3-4 NIV

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#Camping, #Mountains, #Ouray

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\"Vacation “Clockwise from Top Left: Long view from Mesa Verde, Cliff Palace through the binoculars, Serious Texas BBQ, Cliff Palace at Mesa Verde, Colorado”

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When I was on my three month journey into the wilderness and backroads of Colorado after Mr. Virgo died, one of the places I visited was Mesa Verde. This is such a mystical, ancient place. Whenever I am here, I can feel this amazing energy and peacefulness. I truly love showing Mr. FixIt places that I have been. I love watching the awe on his face. The long views in the west are unlike anything we have back east. He keeps saying how glad he is that he has his own personal tour guide!

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We sat in the parking lot and ate fresh fruit for lunch. OMGosh! The black plums are exquisite! And the red grapes were perfection!

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I was thrilled to find a very reasonably priced motel last night. $89 plus taxes and fees. It’s one of the cheapest we have found. And, I could hardly wait to go to Seriously Texas BBQ for dinner. I make great ribs. These are better! Durango is a pretty little college town. We parked and watched the Durango Silverton Train come back into the station. It was a really great day!

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Today we head to Ridgway and we’re staying a couple of days with friends. It’s going to be a relaxing couple of days leading up to the wedding festivities!!!

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❤️

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“And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.”    Colossians 3:14 NIV
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\"Vacation “Clockwise, top left: Hollyhocks, Toes along the San Juan River, The view from Independence Pass, and….Baby Boo!!!!!”

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It was a beautiful day for a baby! We had a leisurely breakfast and headed through Aspen and up Independence Pass. Mr. Fixit ooooohed and aaaaahed all the way. He’s never seen the likes of Colorado’s beauty. We stopped at the top of the pass and I was going to walk out to the windy point to take pictures but I could hardly catch my breath at 12,000+ feet elevation so I elected to stay in the car taking slow, deep breaths. I was glad to get down lower.

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We stopped here and there. When I saw the sign for the turnoff to St. Elmo, I hung a right and went back in time to the 1800’s. It has probably been 40 years since I was there. We looked around at the old buildings and antiques. We sat on a bench and ate ice cream. And we finally climbed back in the truck and headed further south. 

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Along about Saguache…the phone rang and all I could hear was a tiny baby boy crying. “Wait….OMGosh!!! Is that a baby????? He’s here already????” Yes! Our tiny little Boo made his debut at around 5:30 eastern time weighing in at 6lbs13oz! And, of course….he’s perfect!!!

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So, the mountains and the flowers, the river and the relaxing beside it….all pale in comparison to being a great grandma…again! What more could I tell you about today??? Thank you God, for protecting Mommy & Daddy and Nana’s little Boo!

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❤️

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“A woman giving birth to a child has pain because her time has come; but when her baby is born she forgets the anguish because of her joy that a child is born into the world.”\n

John 16:21 NIV

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\"Loveland “Views from Loveland Pass”

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We got a slow start yesterday. We cleaned out the truck and packed, checked and rechecked to make sure we had everything, then almost pulled away without my brother’s package we waited for. Once we retrieved that, we were on our way! We drove over to the west side of town, down through Golden, then out Clear Creek Canyon and picked up I-70 at Idaho Springs. I love starting out my trips that way. The canyon immediately makes you feel like you’re in the mountains and you don’t have to run the gauntlet that is Floyd Hill.

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We exited the interstate just before the Eisenhower Tunnel and took Route 6 over Loveland Pass. We have a function on our GPS that tells you what your elevation is. It was right on…11,995 feet at the top of the pass. We stopped and took lots of pictures along the way. It was so much fun to play tourist and show Mr. FixIt some of the hidden beauty of Colorado.

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We dropped down into Keystone then on into Frisco. I was hoping the weather would be cooperative and we could check out the chuck wagon dinner at Two Below Zero, but it was really cool and rainy so we decided to try another time. We walked the streets of Frisco, checked out the little shops, and ate dinner at Bread + Salt. I wasn’t overly impressed, but I was hungry so it was ok. 

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This is a Gypsy trip…one without reservations, except for the wedding stay. We sat in the truck and browsed the hotel.com app and chose a hotel in Keystone with a really reasonable price. $76…but with taxes and fees it was $92. Welcome to tourism in Colorado. The room was perfectly fine. The beds were comfy and clean, there wasn’t an exceptional amount of noise, and there’s a complimentary breakfast. You can’t beat that when you consider most of the others in the tourist towns here are upwards of $200 a night.

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The biggest problem that occurred was when I went to check in. I cannot find my driver’s license anywhere. I’ve searched through everything. The last time I remember having it was at the Quick Care on the 22nd. I called them and the pharmacy and they don’t have it. So now I have to see if I can get a replacement sent to me here. It’s not the end of the world and it certainly won’t ruin my fun. But I am frustrated that I’ve misplaced it.

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I have no idea where we’ll end up today, but no matter where it is, it will be beautiful! Colorado has some stunning scenery!!! Oh…and please send up a little prayer for our family that is scheduled to grow in the next day or two. Our great grandson will make his debut in West Virginia and we can’t be there to welcome him. Prayers for a safe delivery and a healthy, happy baby, mama, and daddy!

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❤️

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“If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.”\n

1 Corinthians 13:2 NIV

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\"A “A Glimpse of Heaven in the Colorado Night Sky”

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I knew this would happen. I blinked and a month flew by. I left on this journey exactly four weeks ago. Time is such a weird thing after loss. On the one hand…it flies. On the other…it stands still. I got some quality time with my Colorado family. Mr. FixIt has been here almost two weeks already. The package I’ve been expecting for my brother arrived yesterday so now we can pack up and go off on a little adventure on our own before the wedding.

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Grandma L. is still hanging in there. She is such a strong woman. She rallies and fades, rallies and fades. They moved her from her apartment at assisted living to a skilled nursing facility on Monday. She had a dream on Tuesday night. At least, she thinks it was a dream. She was lying in bed and her legs felt like stone. But then, she was standing up…strong and vital. She looked around it was so glorious. She saw a crevice and knew she was supposed to jump over it. She knew she COULD. She didn’t see Grandpa right off, but she knew she could find him easily. Instead, she decided to come back and tell us all how absolutely peaceful and grand it is. I love that she could see it all so clearly and she isn’t afraid.

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I know she might pass away while we are gone, but I didn’t want to wear her out by adding to the number of visitors going to see her. There are other closer relatives who need to spend time with her. I was able to hug on her last Saturday at her birthday party and she absolutely knows how I feel about her. Her absence will leave a gaping hole for quite some time in the lives of those who knew and loved her.

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We all went out for supper last night after they moved everything out of Grandma’s apartment at the assisted living place. There were twelve of us. As I walked back to the table with my food, I paused for a moment and gazed over this beautiful family my daughter was so fortunate to marry into. Another part of my bonus family. We are so blessed…with kids and their kids and us grandparents. We are becoming the matriarchs. I thought it would take longer.

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Mr. FixIt and I will head out today for a week of touring the state. We were supposed to do this with the camper, but it’ll all work out without it. I love showing him places he’s never been! So…here we go on another road trip, y’all. Hang on!

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❤️

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“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”\n

2 Corinthians 4:16-18 NIV

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\"Shrimp\" “Shrimp…it’s what’s for dinner!”

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The temperature went up into the triple digits yesterday. Mr. FixIt and I hung out indoors most of the day. I did laundry and worked on the socks I’m knitting for Big. We watched some television. We visited with Ben & Sue. And we stayed cool in the air conditioning. 

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Finally, along about 5:00, we ventured out to the grocery store. We wanted to pick up something for dinner so I could take a turn cooking. When Ben & Sue went with us to the Outer Banks in April, we learned they love grits. I asked them if they had ever had Low Country Shrimp & Grits and they had not. We brought them a bag of grits from our trip down south last month so I wanted to fix this especially for them.

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This isn’t a particularly difficult recipe to make, but it does take about an hour or so to pull together. We bought a pound of frozen medium sized tail-on shrimp, a lemon, a container of sliced mushrooms, a bunch of green onions, a package of fully cooked bacon, a package of shredded extra sharp cheddar, a small container of shredded parmesan, and a tube of minced garlic. The convenience of buying the prepped veggies, bacon, and cheese saves time.

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What better source for a southern recipe than Southern Living Magazine. I had as much fun reading about the origin of this dish as I had making and serving it. You can find the full recipe and directions here: 

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https://www.southernliving.com/grains/grits/low-country-shrimp-and-grits

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I have to say, this was a big hit for supper. There wasn’t an abundance of cooking so the kitchen didn’t get hot. It really was delicious. I made this with yellow grits, even though the recipe calls for white. I love both varieties. You know people love it when there aren’t any leftovers! We finished it off with some cold melon…watermelon and cantaloupe.

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After supper, we played a few hands of rummy as we laughed and enjoyed each other’s company. Making memories. It’s the most important part of our travels.

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❤️

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“But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart.”    Luke 2:19 NIV
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\"Caribou “Can you tell by looking whether it’s got caffeine in it? Yeah…me neither!!!!”

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I love coffee. Like…LOVE coffee! I like to think I’m a coffee connoisseur, but I can’t name the region where a coffee was sourced just by tasting it or smelling it. I just know a good cup of coffee when I taste one. Ben & Sue are half-caff kids. No strong coffee for them. I learned to really appreciate coffee when Mr. Virgo was alive. If the spoon didn’t stand up in the cup, it wasn’t strong enough as far as he was concerned. And don’t DARE serve him a cup of coffee that you can read a newspaper through!

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When Mr. Virgo and I were first together, I griped incessantly about his coffee…it was too strong, it was bitter, it was wretched! I bought a coffeemaker that actually had two sides to it. He would make his coffee in one side…I’d make mine in the other. We both turned our noses up when we saw the other’s brew. Then, that coffeemaker broke and he finally convinced me to buy a Bunn. They are fabulous! Your coffee is ready in literally 1-2 minutes. It was great. 

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After making a big show of pouring half a cup of coffee and filling the mug with milk before I popped it in the microwave, accompanied by a heavy sigh, I started actually appreciating the flavor of his coffee. It wasn’t until after Mr. Virgo died, that I started drinking my coffee the same strength as his. A “hanging on to memories” kinda thing, I think.

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Ben & Sue have offered a place on the counter to put my own coffeemaker where I can brew my version of coffee, but I just haven’t taken the time to go out to the storage bins and search for it. Until I do, I am happy to have a cup or two of what is available. But at least a couple of times a week, I have to take advantage of the many coffee shops in the Metro Denver Area and get a “real” cuppa Joe. 

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Yesterday, Mr. FixIt and I had a list of things we wanted to accomplish. We went out to breakfast with Ben & Sue. We started out at Denny’s, but after 15 minutes and no one did so much as bring us silverware, we got up and left. We went to Perkin’s Pancake House. After breakfast, we headed out to run our errands. By the time we were finished, it was 3:00 and we decided to go to Caribou Coffee and get something cold and refreshing. 

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I am adamant about my caffeine intake. I cannot have regular coffee after about noon or else I’ll be up all night…ready to plow the south forty. I got about halfway through my iced coffee when I realized I forgot to order decaf! O. M. Gosh!!! As I’m writing this, it’s 8:30 Wednesday evening and I could start painting a barn if I had one! Zooooom! Zooooom!

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It’s been hot here, but nothing like the heat y’all are getting back east! Ninety-eight here is certainly not the same as ninety-eight back home. I hope you all are staying safe and well hydrated so you stay healthy!

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❤️

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“So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.”    1 Corinthians 10:31 NIV
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\"Golden, The Golden Arch over downtown Golden, Colorado.”

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When Hubby #2 & I parted company, I bought a house about twelve miles west in a little cow town called New Castle. About a year later, my neighbors sold their house to a lovely couple. Bob & Ellie were the sweetest people you would ever want to meet and we soon became very close friends. They were instrumental in my becoming a Christian and prayed for me unceasingly.

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If life is anything, it’s unpredictable and changes came that took us in different directions geographically. Mr. Virgo and I were married and moved to Pagosa Springs within a year. Shortly afterward, Bob & Ellie sold their house and moved to Golden. We have always stayed in touch, and they were a wonderful source of love and support when Mr. Virgo died. 

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They have followed my journey via my blog and the occasional texts and phone calls. They came to our belated wedding celebration Sunday and invited us to their house for dinner last night. They are so thrilled for Mr. FixIt and me. They have been looking forward to meeting him and having a chance to get to know him better.

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Dinner wasn’t scheduled till 5:00 so we went over to Golden early to explore. It was a really hot July afternoon so we were happy to duck into the occasional shop to catch our breath in the air conditioning. We stopped in a little coffee shop for an iced coffee. We browsed an antique store. Mr. FixIt is a good shopper…he looks through the racks of ladies clothes and picks out things he likes. He has great taste!

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It was a lovely evening. We couldn’t believe the time had flown by and we said our goodbyes. That’s the sign of good friends when you have known each other for ages and you can still talk for five hours over dinner. It was 82 degrees as we drove back to Ben & Sue’s house. The moon was full…and so were our hearts.

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It’s supposed to be blazing hot the next couple of days with temps in the triple digits. I’m not sure what we’re going to do but whatever it is, it will entail air conditioning and not overdoing things.

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You all be safe out there and stay hydrated.

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❤️

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“It will be a shelter and shade from the heat of the day, and a refuge and hiding place from the storm and rain.”    Isaiah 4:6 NIV
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\"Celebrating\" “Celebrating a love…and a life.”

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When Mr. FixIt and I got married last October, it was really a rather spur of the moment decision. I didn’t wan’t my kids to have to spend money to come out for the wedding when we were planning a trip to Colorado this summer anyway. So, I told them we would just have a dinner together with those we love and celebrate that way.

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Yesterday was our day to celebrate our wedding with our Colorado peeps. Daughter #1 organized it and we had fourteen people over for the same menu we served at the actual wedding…pulled pork sandwiches, coleslaw, chips, and drinks. In lieu of a wedding cake, and the fact that we all need to fit in our pretty dresses in three weeks for Daughter #2’s wedding, we had fruit salad instead of cake.

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It was wonderful to have our loved ones around us. I really wanted them to spend some time with Mr. FixIt and get to know him better…and vice versa. It was such a lovely day and everyone had a great time.  And, today is my daughter and son-in-law’s 24th Weddiing Anniversary! Remembering that beautiful day and hoping they have many, many more!

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I am so blessed to have these wonderful people in my life.

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I ended the day with a note of sadness, however. I found out a sweet friend of mine died after a ten year struggle with cancer. Rae Ann and I connected six years ago after I joined Sisters on the Fly. She was the only Sister in my area. Rae Ann had an infectious laugh, a gravely voice, and was the best storyteller. She could make your sides split without even trying. I had the very good fortune of camping with her several times. The last time was after she found out her cancer could not be cured. She taught me so much about living the life you have to the fullest. She was camping and kayaking up to the last couple of weeks of her life. She will be dearly missed by all who knew and loved her. Rest in peace, Rae Ann. You were a shining example of living in the moment and I celebrate your life today!

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❤️

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“Keep your life free from love of money, and be content with what you have, for he has said, \"I will never leave you nor forsake you.\"”\n

Hebrews 13:5 ESV

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\"Twin “Little’s nest in TOW-Wanda!”

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Little is here! She has been at camp all week and we only saw each other for an hour after I arrived last Sunday. I spent a good deal of time with Big this week, so I could hardly wait till Little got back and came over to “camp” with me.

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She is my camper. No one else in my Colorado family is even remotely interested in camping. We had big plans to take the camper up in the mountains and stay a couple of days, but with the unfortunate demise of TOW-Wanda…we had to change plans.

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I have the camper pulled around behind Ben & Sue’s house, underneath a locust tree. It doesn’t offer anything but a feeling of protection from the frequent hail storms we’ve had this week. I’m plugged into electric and water so I have all the comforts of home in my own little suite.

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This incarnation of TOW-Wanda has a queen sized bed with a memory foam mattress that is swoon worthy. It had a bunk bed over the queen bed that also had a memory foam mattress on it. I removed that because I couldn’t sit up without hitting my head. The little dinette collapses down to make a separate twin sized bed that uses the seat cushions for a mattress. Not comfortable for an adult, but just fine for a kid.

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Since I’ll be selling this camper here, I went to Walmart yesterday and bought some plastic tubs with tight fitting lids. I spent a couple of hours yesterday taking things out of the camper and fitting them neatly into the storage bins and put them in the back of my truck underneath the tonneau cover. See? There’s a reason I got that before this trip!

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With all the extras removed, Little has plenty of room to stretch out and be comfortable while she camps with me. We went out for ribs last night. (Big is a vegetarian so Little and I have to get our carnivore cravings satisfied while her sister isn’t with us.) We had “Mamma Mia: The Movie” downloaded on the iPad to watch after dark.

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I don’t get to see my Colorado grands very often…so when I do, I need to make deep and lasting memories with them. Camping with Little last night. Shopping with Big this afternoon. Life is so good!

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❤️

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“Children’s children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.”\n

Proverbs 17:6 NIV

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\"East “Looking east as the sun set over Arvada.

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I think I brought the rain with me from West Virginia. We got about an inch of rain in two days in the northwest suburbs of Denver. It dropped from the mid 80’s to 75…then in thirty minutes it dropped down to 60 degrees. Lots of small, pea sized hail but no damage that I can see.

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Along with Colorado’s severe thunderstorms, California had a 7.1 earthquake aftershock last night, Europe is having an unprecedented heat wave, and West Virginia just sits and soaks in sweat. It’s crazy weather. I hope things settle down soon. It’s downright chilly here right now.

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I’ve been “camping” at Ben & Sue’s house. We pulled the camper back under a locust tree for some little bit of protection from the elements. When you are in the camper, even pea and marble-sized hail sounds like a gunshot. Little is going to come join me and “camp” tonight. I had to tell her the camper is broken so we can’t go to the mountains like we wanted to. She is so easy going. She said she didn’t care where we camped, as long as we were together!

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I’m sad I’ll be saying goodbye to this camper sometime this month. It has such a beautiful layout and is pristine inside. I know the right person will come along and be so happy to get her to place on a piece of property or in the back yard. I’ll just keep praying about it. Mr. FixIt put the title in the mail to me today so I should receive it Monday or Tuesday.

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My sweet man arrives in Colorado a week from today! I can hardly wait to see him!!! He’ll be at the baby shower today for our little great grandson due this month. We got him a crib. I’m so sorry I’ll be missing that but I’m busy making memories here!

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❤️

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“He loads the clouds with moisture; he scatters his lightning through them. At his direction they swirl around over the face of the whole earth to do whatever he commands them. He brings the clouds to punish people, or to water his earth and show his love.”\n

Job 37:11-13 NIV

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\"Lilies\" “The beauty of sunshine and lilies.”

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Daughter #2 and I got a chance to spend a few hours together yesterday. We had coffee at the house then went shopping at Target. Man, that store has changed since the last time I went there. I used to shop Target all the time, but we don’t have one anywhere near where we live in West Virginia. After shopping at Walmart all these years, Target looks like an upscale department store.

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We went out to breakfast at Sam’s No. 3…a wonderful diner in Cherry Creek that has the most extensive menu I think I have ever seen. Eggs Benedict was my choice yesterday and it was divine. If you ever go to Denver and get to spend any time there, you really should go.

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We had a big family gathering with those who were in town yesterday. Lots of food and homemade ice cream. The fireworks were going off all around us. And Mother Nature provided some of her own! We had two big storms blow through with a tornado watch and lots of hail. It did succeed in cooling things off immensely, which was very nice.

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I showed the girls the dresses I’ve bought that I could wear to the wedding and we all agreed on one. Also, I gave them the quilt I made for their wedding gift and they loved it! It was a beautiful day with my Colorado family. 

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❤️

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“Listen to your father, who gave you life, and do not despise your mother when she is old.”\n

Proverbs 23:22 NIV

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\"Colorado “Colorado’s sky is always amazing!”

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It seems like I’m in Denver just about every Independence Day. Since I don’t travel here in the winters anymore, I make my trips extra long in the summer and they just about always hit during this fun, but noisy, holiday. As I am writing this, neighborhood fireworks are going off all around me and it sounds like a war zone. 

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Yesterday, I helped Daughter #1 upholster a padded cover for a chest she uses as a coffee table. Their new couch doesn’t have the recliners like her old one and they needed something comfortable to prop up their feet when they watch TV. It turned out beautiful and we were very proud when it was finished.

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Big has her learner’s permit and I rode with them to lunch yesterday. It brought back memories of when I taught her mommy how to drive. I was very pregnant at the time and it was quite an adventure. My granddaughter is a very conservative driver and she did a great job. I cannot imagine learning to drive in Denver traffic! It’s crazy busy here all the time now…not just rush hour.

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I forget how amazingly beautiful Colorado’s sky is! We came out of the grocery store at sunset yesterday and the clouds and light were stunning in every single direction. I stood there like a tourist seeing it for the first time…turning round and round taking pictures in the parking lot.

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Today is full of family, food, and fun! I hope you all have a fun and safe holiday!!!

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❤️

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“Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.”\n

2 Corinthians 3:17 NIV

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\"Trailer “Damage to the camper indicating it is no longer towable.”

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Whenever I travel with one of my campers, I always circle around and do a visual safety check. I check before I head out. I check when I park for the night. And I check when I get to my destination. Saturday night I stayed at a hotel in Russell, KS. I did my walkabout when I locked her up to go inside and there was nothing wrong. Same thing the next morning before I headed out on the road for the final leg into Denver.

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When I arrived at Ben & Sue’s house and I was unhooking, I noticed the front curbside corner of the camper had separated a little. It looked like a couple of screws had popped and all I would need to do is screw them back in. I was hot and tired and not planning to tow anytime soon so I decided to wait till I was better rested. The first chance I had was yesterday morning.

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I went out and looked at the corner again. I tried to push back on the panel but it would not move. This indicated to me there was weight behind it and my original idea was not going to work. I got down on my knees and looked back at the base of the trailer where it meets the frame and this is what I was faced with. The other side looks almost as bad.

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That silver metal cover is the rock guard. It’s called diamond plate. It is heavy gauge and does NOT tear easily. I knew as soon as I saw it what had happened. When I first bought the camper, I notice there was about a two to three inch water stain on the mattress below one corner of that front window. 

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These windows notoriously leak. That’s why most camper companies don’t build a camper with them anymore. I asked the previous owner when I was inspecting the camper if it leaked and she said she had never noticed it before. Maybe it happened over the winter and was new. There was another red flag…the front surface had become delaminated. There is a fiberglass material fused over the wood walls in this camper. If there is a leak, over time…the surface will come away from the wood and have a rippled appearance.

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It was a red flag that I didn’t understand was HUGE. I was thinking “little r”. Nope….big mama-honkin’ R! The more I camped in this new-to-me camper, the bigger that little leak got. I figured as soon as I had time, I would pop that front window out and re-caulk it. Done. Easy peasy. But it kept raining and I kept busy and then…boom!

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What happened was, driving across the washboard that was once I-70 caused the board across the bottom front of the camper (that had obviously softened or rotted) to buckle from the weight of the camper body being repeatedly slammed down on it. This brought the body down over half an inch, dropping it onto the frame that comes out to create the tongue and hitch.

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Layman’s terms? The camper is not towable in this condition. There are several scenarios that can happen here. 

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  1. I could fix it myself. But this is a long, big, BIG job that could entail tearing the camper down to the frame and reconstructing it. I don’t have a place to work undercover. I’m not here long enough to do it...even if I were so inclined. Which I am not.
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  2. I could have someone fix it for me. This could cost two to three thousand dollars and the camper itself isn’t worth much more than that. (Come to find out, I paid too much for it, but we live and learn, right?) I’m not willing to put the money into it.
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  3. I can sell the camper “as is” with the firm stipulation that it is not roadworthy. This is a viable option. A lot of people are putting little campers in their back yards to use as she-sheds, guest houses, Air B&B accommodations, or playhouses for the kids and grandkids.
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  4. I can just leave it here and worry about it next summer, but that isn’t very reasonable. It would take up room at Ben & Sue’s and it would be out in a potentially bad Colorado winter. It’s just putting off the inevitable.
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\nSo, plans change. We won’t be camping on this trip except in the driveway of Ben & Sue’s house until I can manage to sell the camper. Mr. FixIt couldn’t find the title at home so he needs to get a new one. In order to do that, he needs the registration. That was in my truck so I sent it to him priority mail and he’ll get it Friday. Then he will send me the new title. And, he will be here a week from Saturday.\n

I don’t want to say I feel stupid. But I didn’t do what anyone who buys a used camper should do. I didn’t have it inspected by an RV professional. The inside showed no damage…it was pristine. All but that tiny leak. The only thing that made me feel better was this: The only way I could have known that board inside was rotten was to tear the front off the camper and you can’t do that. I had no way of knowing. It was just one of those unfortunate issues that sometimes comes with used campers.

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I have backup campers at home. Everything will work out. I am VERY grateful nothing terrible happened on the road like the frame breaking in the middle of Kansas. This is workable…it’s not the end of the world. I will inevitably lose money on this deal, but that’s a lesson learned and an excellent teaching moment when I mentor women campers. 

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I tell my husband this over and over and over. “You get what you pay for.” I had the money to get a new(er) camper, but I went for the deal. Sometimes that “good deal” just doesn’t work out. And then again….sometimes rainbows come after the worst of storms! I wonder how God is going to use this for good? There is a reason this has happened here and now. I just don’t know what it is yet!

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❤️

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“It will be a shelter and shade from the heat of the day, and a refuge and hiding place from the storm and rain.”    Isaiah 4:6 NIV
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\"Happy “I am a Happy Camper!”

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I danced with my mother. Not literally…but figuratively we went round and round and round. She always knew I loved her and I knew she loved me right back. I made sure of that. But we aggravated the heck out of each other more than I care to admit. We were still moving in that circle when she died rather suddenly at the age of seventy-eight. By that time, my own daughters were well on their way to dancing with me.

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My older daughter was very pregnant with my mother’s first great-grandchild and couldn’t come to her grandma’s funeral. I didn’t bring my younger daughter either because she was only nine and in school. I traveled to mom’s funeral alone half the way, meeting up with my Aunt Rosie in the Charlotte Airport for the last flight in.

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I have good girls. They are as different as night and day and are often like oil and water, but deep down they love each other because they are sisters. I wasn’t always a very good mother to them. There was that long stretch when I was deeply depressed and nearly non-functional. I drank too much and I took too many prescription drugs. When I overdosed, it ripped the fabric of our relationship and I feared I would never, ever get them back.

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We danced our own dance. We went round and round and we didn’t know how to reach each other. I hurt them in ways I couldn’t even begin to fathom till I got well. Then I had to rebuild their trust in me. It was hard, painful work. There were times I was absolutely certain they hated me. But they didn’t really. I wasn’t the only one who had to learn who this new version of me was.

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I watch Daughter #1 with her kids. I watch her face some of the same issues I faced and she handles them so much better than I did because she has a wonderful, stable marriage she isn’t also struggling to fix. I love watching her with the girls. Big is learning to drive. She is tall and athletic…a swimmer. She is bright and accomplished and dedicated. Little is part mini-me…part mini-mom. She is petite and eclectic…artistic and sensitive…bright and compassionate. She is a little shooting star.

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Last night, I sat at swim practice with Daughter #1 and talked for a couple of hours. It was the first time in a long time that I felt like I didn’t have to hold my breath out of fear I’d say or do the wrong thing and not be the mom I should be. That is baggage I am happy to set down. I knitted while we chatted. There was a warm, easy acceptance that flowed between us and I realized I could relax now. We’re ok. It was a long storm, but we weathered it. We’re better with each other. My heart felt full.

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Her kids are older now. She’s had some experience with life that she hadn’t had back when I let them down. I think she gets me a little better these days. We’re all a little older, a little wiser, a little softer. I think now, our dance is sweeter.

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❤️

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“\"Behold, everyone who uses proverbs will use this proverb about you: 'Like mother, like daughter.'”    Ezekiel 16:44 ESV
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\"Home “The Storm King House”

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Oh, sometimes those memories that pop up on your timeline are killers, aren’t they? On my birthday, five years ago, I put my Colorado house on the market. I bought this house when Hubby #2 and I split up. It was about a third built and I chose my colors, carpeting, cabinets and countertops, and all the plumbing and lighting fixtures. Even though Daughter #2 was only eleven years old, she spent three weeks at a time with each of us. It was, essentially, the first time I’d ever lived sort of alone.

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I was so proud of the house. I did the landscaping myself…laying sod, planting trees and flowers. This was before the days of “TOW-Wanda” so my little house was my sanctuary. I decorated like girls lived there…because, they did. I had green and white striped sofas and lots of florals. No TV. The antique rolltop desk that my uncle left to me when he died sat where an entertainment center was supposed to go.

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I didn’t have curtains. I needed all the light I could get. I loved that house. Then, Mr. Virgo came along. Six months after he moved into the house, he diplomatically asked if I had ever given any thought to redecorating. I think the fru-fru girly stuff was getting to his mountain man sensibilities. I acquiesced and when we were married, we got rid of all the furniture and started over.

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A friend of mine was moving to Hilton Head and didn’t want to take the furniture from her million dollar house, so I bought about $25,000 worth of furniture from her for $4,000. We painted the first floor living area as loft gold, hung tapestry valances, and brought in the new furniture. We had the painting behind the dining room table done by a Colorado artist. And we found the breakfast table and chairs at a local furniture store.

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I felt so….grown up. All this sophisticated furniture with my homey touches of family antiques filled my heart. I really, REALLY loved my house. 

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Then Mr. Virgo died. We had just refinanced the house five months before he died. In order to give us flexibility with payments, we went with a thirty year mortgage with the understanding we would pay it off quickly when we were flush and still stay afloat on the lean months. Now I was faced with a tenth of the income and a mortgage that wouldn’t be paid off till I was ninety years old!

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I quickly began to hate the house. It needed new carpet, new windows, new appliances, new paint. It was nickel and dime-ing me to death. And there were memories around every corner. I couldn’t stand it. I stayed away as much as I could. They tell you not to make any major decisions in the first year after losing your spouse. So, I waited till the next summer and decided to sell. 

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I wouldn’t change a thing, really. I made my decisions based on what I was faced with in the moment. I suppose, maybe I could have kept the house and rented it out, but that just presents a whole different set of problems. We went through that when we rented it out for three years while we worked around the state. In reality, it would have been cumbersome.

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Do I miss it? I don’t know…I look at these pictures and remember how beautiful it was. I remember all my stuff I had in it. I think the thing I miss the most is that great front porch. But that is not the life I live now. That was then. This is now. I have a life now that I wouldn’t trade for the world. And, when we build our retirement home, we can make it any way we want it. And I’ll have a big front porch just like this one. That’s the one thing I’ll ask for special.

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Facebook Memories….sometimes they blindside you. Sometimes they show you’re right where you’re supposed to be. 

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❤️

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“For every house is built by someone, but God is the builder of everything.”    Hebrews 3:4 NIV
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\"Memories\" “Photos of childhood memories can bridge the miles between you and your children.”

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Sometimes it’s hard to reach my kids, both literally and figuratively. They have busy lives. Jobs, families, houses…they don’t have a lot of time to visit with their mom. I get that. I was in their shoes. So, instead of whining about it and pulling more than a nominal guilt trip, I have taken to sending them pictures of things I find on Pinterest. Not just any old thing. Things that will stir a memory of their childhoods and make them smile whether they have time to talk or not.

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One such photo was this one. It is identical to the kitchen we lived in when she was little and her daddy was in medical school. She remembered the sink, she said. But I know, if she remembered the sink, she thought of all the times I canned our food and baked our bread. She might have thought of the times we set up the tent in the backyard so she could have a sleepover. I’m sure she thought of the slumber party I let her have in the Vanagon camper with the pop top. We were still finding peanut M&M’s months later. Maybe she thought of the Christmas Eve Blizzard when we spent the day pushing people out of the ditch in front of the house. Or the time she rode her bike on the church parking lot down the street and almost put her eye out on a tree branch.

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I miss being close to my kids. Maybe by this time, if I hadn’t have found Mr. FixIt, I might have been back there…or at least spend more time in Colorado. But, just as my girls have lives…so do I. I just have to make the most of the time I do have with them when I am there.

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I spent yesterday at the farm again. I made great progress on the paperwork I’m doing. Tomorrow I can wrap it up and we can do our taxes and be done with it. I promise myself every year that I wont procrastinate next year…and here we are. Down to the wire yet again. Maybe next year!

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❤️

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“But everything should be done in a fitting and orderly way.”    1 Corinthians 14:40 NIV
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\"Daffodils\" “It’s getting to be springtime in West Virginia!”

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Ok, it isn’t officially Spring for another week, but this is one of the biggest reasons I love living in my home state. Spring comes early here. It wasn’t incredibly warm here yesterday…low 50’s…but the sun was shining and it was a perfect springlike day. As you know, yesterday was Mr. Virgo’s Angelversary and I came to the farm for a couple of days. I drank great coffee. I ate yummy chocolate hearts. And it essentially gave myself a day of rest and self-care.

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We need days like that sometimes. I woke up and did my Bible study. Read my devotional. My heart was warmed by your loving and supportive responses to my blog post yesterday. As the clock crept toward the hour of his demise, I thought of Mr. Virgo. I wondered how different my life would be now if he hadn’t died. While no one would choose for their loved one to die, I cannot imagine my life without Mr. FixIt now. 

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I can’t conjure up that pain anymore. It’s like childbirth…if you could actually imagine it, you’d never have a second child. I know it was terrible. I remember my reactions to it. I know how hard it was. But I cannot feel that pain anymore. My question yesterday that I kept circling around to was this…I wonder what yesterday would have been like if my path hadn’t crossed Mr. FixIt’s? I know having someone special in my life makes it easier to face the difficult moments. 

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The fact that yesterday was a beautiful day helped immensely. Colorado and the Midwest is preparing for a mega storm today. And I’ve got to tell you…other than missing my Colorado family immensely, I am not sorry I moved away when I see storm after storm pile snow up higher than most people are tall.

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If you’re out there and you are facing yet another winter storm today, I’ll send you some love and light. My daughter shared this footage from Ouray, CO. Red Mountain Pass is closed from dozens of avalanches with 60’ snow and debris fields on the highway. When we lived in Pagosa Springs in Southern Colorado in the winter of 2008-2009, we had 7’ of snow in two weeks. There were little mountain towns like Creede and Lake City that were totally cutoff from the outside world. They had to drop food and supplies via helicopter. At least Ouray still has the northern route in and out of town open so they have access.

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Be safe out there, people. Stay in if you can. ❤️

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https://www.kob.com/new-mexico-news/snow-strands-people-in-ouray-colorado/5275384/

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“I will send you the seasonal rains. The land will then yield its crops, and the trees of the field will produce their fruit.”    Leviticus 26:4 NLT
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\"Sunrise “Sunrise in Colorado”

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“The Lord will keep you from all harm— he will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.”\n‭‭Psalm‬ ‭121:7-8‬ ‭NIV‬‬
\nSeriously, could someone tell me how it takes twelve hours to get from Point A to Point B when it’s only a two hour and sixteen minute flight???\n

First off, I didn’t sleep much. You know how it is when you KNOW you have to get up for something really important and you just CAN’T oversleep so you set your alarm and then wake up every thirty minutes to make SURE the alarm is set and you haven’t overslept? Yeah…that was me. I finally gave up at 3:30 and read my devotional till the alarm went off at 4:30. It’s already going to be a long day.

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My son-in-law’s dad was gracious enough to get up at the crack of dawn, literally, to schlep me out to Denver International Airport, which…by the way…appears to be somewhere in KANSAS! Have you ever flown into there? Seriously, they show a feature length film to make the taxiing into the terminal seem somewhat less…LONG. Anyway, they always tell you to be at the airport two hours ahead of your flight. We left the house at a little after 5:00am for an 8:40am flight. I was a Girl Scout…what can I say?

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When I arrived at the airport and Ben had my little suitcase out on the curb, we said our goodbyes and I promised to let them all know when I arrived safely home. I wandered in to find there were about 150 people in line for the Frontier desk. I was worried. If these agents were anything like the agents in Columbus when I was flying out to Colorado, I was in deep trouble. As it turned out, there were about eight agents and they were making VERY quick work of that line and I was off to security in a flash.

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There are two security checkpoints at DIA…one downstairs and one out the bridge toward Terminal A. A nice TSA agent stood at the confluence and told us the bridge was quicker so off to the bridge I went. Even though I had a TSA Pre Check, and they didn’t do that on the bridge, I chose speed over any concern about taking off my sandals. Of course, you have to take all of your electronics out of your carry on. And, you have to lay them out in a single layer along with your shoes and anything in your pockets and the said carry on so I had three of those plastic bins full of stuff and set them on the conveyor belt.

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A female TSA Agent directed me into the x-ray machine. I really don’t like doing that even though I know the dosage is terribly small. I get more radiation going for a 20 minute walk outside. Still, x-ray was my business for a while, and I’ve had numerous radiologic studies done over the years and I know there is such a thing as a maximum lifetime dose. Anyway, I dutifully walked in, placed my feet on the little yellow shoe prints and raised my hands over my head. She pushed the button, the machine whirred, and she invited me to “stand over there for a second”.

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Ms. TSA turned to me and rattled off a long spiel she had obviously recited a few thousand times and was talking so fast, I had a hard time keeping up with her. Add the ambient noises of a crowded security checkpoint and I only caught one thing. “Pat down.” She wanted to know if I had any problem doing it right there or if I preferred a more private location. This was all happening so fast and I was trying to visualize what she was describing. I looked back at the long line of faces eagerly waiting their turn. I don’t know if they got to the airport three hours early like I did and I didn’t want anyone to be late on my account. Besides, I’m enough of an exhibitionist that I’m really not bothered by much of anything.

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“Here’s fine,“ I said…perhaps a tad too enthusiastically.

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The screen readout with the humanoid shape was glowing yellow just to my right. Ms. TSA noticed I was studying it, trying to figure out what set off the machine. She pointed to the highlighted area and said, “Here…see? You set off the “groin alarm”. I need to check you there.” Suddenly, a giggle started to well up in me and I had to bite my tongue to keep from saying, “Well, I haven’t seen my paramour for three weeks. Do you think that could have set it off?” But…one does NOT mess with a TSA Agent. Period. So, I stifled the giggle.

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Wow. She wasn’t kidding about the “pat down”. She was…um…..thorough. When she was done, without even offering me a cigarette, she said, “Now we need to wipe down your hands then I’ll wipe down MY hands and we’ll put this swab in the machine and see if anything comes out.” OK. Here’s where I started to sweat a little. Remember the Plantar Palmar Psoriasis I had on my hands a couple of years ago? Remember what cured it? Cannabis ointment. And where was I visiting? Colorado. And what did I buy to put on my hands while I was there? Yeah, right. Turns out I didn’t need to worry. They were looking for gunpowder residue and I haven’t shot a gun in months. And, no…I didn’t try to smuggle my Colorado brand of ointment home on the plane. It is illegal here in West Virginia and if I’m anything, I’m a weenie about going to prison.

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Ms. TSA turned to me and gave me a thumbs up and said, “Hey! I love your hair! Did you braid it yourself?”

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“Ummmmm, nope. I had it done at a salon yesterday.”

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“And it still looks like that today? Did you sleep on it?”

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“Ummmmm, yes. I did. I didn’t have to do a thing to it this morning!”

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Feeling like I’d dodged a bullet, she sent me off with a wave to go find my gate.

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I arrived at A42 in time to hear an announcement that our flight to Columbus was going to be delayed by at least an hour. sigh I headed to find some breakfast and coffee. And, to thank God that I hadn’t done any target practice while I was in Colorado!

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I ate breakfast and took a Dramamine. I know from experience that flying in the summer can get pretty bumpy and I didn’t want any surprises in the first row. I popped the second one just as we boarded, then I put in my earplugs and prepared to nap for the next two hours. Have you ever tried to nap in a vehicle going 500 miles an hour over a really rocky road? It wasn’t happening for me either. Fortunately, two hours and sixteen minutes pass pretty quickly when you are fairly stoned out of your gourd on Dramamine and we landed in Columbus before we knew it.

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Next up was waiting for the Pony Express to deliver our luggage to Carrousel 6 and the long awaited reunion with Mr. FixIt outside Door A7. Yeah, not a lot of smooching time with the security personnel blowing their whistles to keep you moving along. We stopped for a quick bite to eat because I had the munchies from the Dramamine. Honestly, I don’t need to do heavy duty street drugs. Dramamine does it for me.

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\"The “The littlest church in Ohio.”

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By the time we got back on the road, we had hit 5:00 gridlock in the greater metropolis of Columbus, Ohio. What normally takes around two and half hours took nearly four pushing my total travel time to twelve hours for a 2.25 hour flight. However, there was one happy dude meeting me at the airport when I got there. And that made every minute of travel well worth the time spent. It is SO good to be home and to know how loved and blessed we are to have this great love affair going. I had a wonderful trip visiting my Colorado family. And, I had a wonderful homecoming back with my West Virginia family. Life is SO good! ❤

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\"Sunset “Sunset in West Virginia.”

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\"woman “Goodbyes are always bittersweet.”

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“The Lord makes firm the steps of the one who delights in him; though he may stumble, he will not fall, for the Lord upholds him with his hand.”\n‭‭Psalm‬ ‭37:23-24‬ ‭NIV‬‬
\nIt is time. Three weeks ago, the time for my visit stretched long before me. And, in the blink of an eye...it is gone. Today I travel home to West Virginia. Goodbyes are always so bittersweet. Oh, how I miss my babies...big and little. How I miss my brother and the rest of my Colorado family and friends. How I miss being nearby and stopping to visit with Mr. Virgo whenever I want. But it can’t be helped. There are so many reasons why I don’t live in Colorado anymore.\n

The main impetus that led my move to West Virginia was two-fold. Economics made Colorado far out of my housing budget and caring for an elderly family member in my home state seemed appropriate. If I would have known that endeavor would have only last ten weeks, I likely would have done things differently. I may have kept my Colorado house and rented it out. I may not have purchased such a big camper. I may have more evenly split my time between Colorado and West Virginia. But, hindsight being 20/20, it is what it is and I wouldn’t have changed a thing if I could.

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Moving to West Virginia was the path my life needed to take. I needed to feel the freedom of living on my own. I needed to feel the love and connection of caretaking my family farm, which turned out to be the ultimate conclusion of the elder care situation. I needed the social group my hometown afforded me. And, most importantly of all…destiny brought Mr. FixIt and me together! He is such a joy to have in my life and I can’t imagine him not being there.

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One of the downsides to living so far away is the limited amount of time my family has to spend bonding with Mr. FixIt. They don’t feel the connection with him that they felt with Mr. Virgo. You can’t develop a loving bond with someone you have a couple of dinners with over a period of a week or so. I understand that. I just hope they can understand my commitment to him and why I live where I do and not near them. It tears at a mother’s (and grandmother’s) heart when you can’t be near them always. The other side of the coin is, travel goes both ways. So do phone calls and texts and FaceTiming. It’s a new time in our lives. A new adjustment. A new phase.

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I know where they are coming from, though. When my mom lived in West Virginia and I lived in Colorado, it used to drive me crazy. I wanted her to move to Colorado where I could help her more. I wanted her to have access to excellent healthcare. I wanted her close where I could watch over her. I guess what it boils down to is…I wanted more control. (Ahhhh, it always boils down to control, doesn’t it?) My girls saw me struggle to help my mom long distance. They don’t want to have to do that, too. I get that. But, NOW I totally get where my mom was coming from. Whereas I though she was being terribly stubborn and unreasonable, I now see she was living the way SHE wanted to live…WHERE she wanted to live. I wish I could have understood that more at the time. I think I would have been more gentle with her.

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At any rate…I have promises from all my Colorado family that we will make a concerted effort to reach out more and stay connected by the various media channels we have access to. And…my sweet and handsome all-time BEST friend in the whole wide world will be standing in Columbus Airport today welcoming me home with the very best hug on the planet!!! I wouldn’t trade that for ANYTHING!

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Vaya con Dios, Colorado…I’ll be back as soon as I can! ❤

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\"Red “Love these cowgirl boots but they’re too small!)

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“The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.””\n‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭40:8‬ ‭NIV‬‬
\nYesterday was as near a perfect day as I can get without being with Mr. FixIt. My son-in-law’s parents...Ben & Sue...are the most gracious people on the planet. My daughter hit the lottery when it comes to her husband and his family. When I come to Colorado, I stay at the in-law’s house. There’s more room and more privacy. When the kids are busy, Ben and Sue and I hang out. We have our coffee together every morning that I’m not off galavanting around. We often eat dinner together and I always take them out a time or two for dinner...my treat.\n

\"Antique “Antiquing is one of my favorite things to do.”

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After coffee yesterday morning, we had a few hours to kill before we headed to the last day of the swim meet. Sue and I have been planning to go antiquing ever since I arrived three weeks ago and one thing after another got in the way. So, yesterday was the day. We went to a new antique place on Tennyson in Arvada. OMGosh! What an amazing place.

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\"Vintage “Vintage bike”

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From the moment I peeked in the garage door, I was in love. I knew this was my kind of place. Not overwhelmingly stocked like so many antique stores. I don’t particularly like “smalls”…those little tchotchkes you have to dust. The Tennyson Antique Warehouse had lots to look at but it wasn’t so busy you couldn’t concentrate.

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I met a delightful couple in the antique shop.  Leslie and Deana have been married ten years. They sell antiques in a small area of the shop. Deana is from Virginia so we had a lovely chat about the Appalachian Mountains and the Blue Ridge. You know how you meet some people and you just understand them…who they are, where they’ve been? That was how it was with these two. I hope we stay in touch.

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\"Vintage “I remember watching cartoons on a set similar to this.”

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As I wandered around, I came across a Victorian chamber toilet. It has a porcelain bucket for emptying. The lid closes and a mechanism moves and deposits some sort of deodorizer into the potty. Probably lime or some sort of perfumed concoction, I imagine. I’ll have to do some research. This wonderful find will go in my ‘67 Franklin…”Joy”. For now, it will reside in the basement here until I bring Joy cross country…hopefully next summer.

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\"Victorian “My new-to-me Victorian chamber pot for my ‘67 Franklin camper.”

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After antiquing, and a quick light lunch at Panera, we hightailed it up to the aquatic center to watch Big swim the mile. She added ten seconds to her time and came in last in her heat. She was devastated. She is a sprinter and couldn’t believe she qualified for the mile in the first place. But to be trounced really stung. She cried it out in the shower and picked herself up beautifully. A wonderful lesson…both for her and for me. Being an elegant loser is a sign of good character.

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\"Grandma “Grandma Lois and me. Today is her 89th birthday!”

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The kids left for vacation right after the swim meet so us “old folks” hit the early dinner at the barbecue place. Then we went to visit the matriarch of the family. Grandma Lois turns 89 today! It was a beautiful, beautiful day! Such wonderful memories. ❤

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\"Swim “Big takes the plunge for her leg of the 400 medley relay.”

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“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you...”\n‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭43:2‬ ‭NIV‬‬
\nThis is what we’ve been waiting for all year...the State Swim Meet. Big is an accomplished swimmer. She’s all arms and legs and has finally developed enough muscle and control to overcome her gangly growth spurt of last year. She is strong and graceful. She is incredibly focused and goal oriented. It is a pleasure to watch her strive to beat her personal bests.\n

It was hot and humid in the aquatic center. Parking was abysmal and necessitated a 3/4 mile hike in the hot sun from a distant lot. And that’s with getting there fairly early. The benches are hard metal with little ridges that quickly become uncomfortable. Someone spilled coffee all over the place where I sat. But, you get this little gal up on the starter’s box and I’m zoned out of all that. All I want to see is that wave from the deck. That bright smile that says “I’m glad you’re here!” That quick flip around to check her time. The raise of her fist when she’s accomplished the goal she set for that event.

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It warms my heart that her daddy’s entire family were there for this. Mimi and Gramps, uncle, aunt and both cousins. Mom, dad, and Little. And…me. So happy to share this with my Colorado family. We have another couple of events today then they head off for vacation. I’m winding down to the last couple of days here then I head back home on Wednesday. It’s gone so quickly. But…my heart is full and we’ve made more memories. ❤️

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\"Container “Michelle uses livestock tanks as elevated garden containers.”

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“and he has filled him with the Spirit of God, with wisdom, with understanding, with knowledge and with all kinds of skills— to make artistic designs for work in gold, silver and bronze, to cut and set stones, to work in wood and to engage in all kinds of artistic crafts.”\n‭‭Exodus‬ ‭35:31-33‬ ‭NIV‬‬
\nYesterday’s post didn’t have very many pictures to illustrate my descriptions of Michelle’s lovely home. Michelle was kind enough to send me several photos so I could run a “Part Two” of A Gal About Town.\n

\"Flower “A faux wall hides an unsightly electric box. It is adorned with a salvaged window and shutters from the family farm in Kansas.”

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She and I have decided we could give Joanna and Chip Gaines a run for their Magnolia money if we, too, had an adequate staff and unlimited resources!

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\"Outdoor “A repurposed farm table and vintage metal chairs creates an outdoor dining space underneath a string of market lights.”

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Isn’t this backyard oasis inviting? We sat out here for hours till the sun started to set and the overhead strings of market lights turned on automatically.

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\"Garage\" “Repurposed materials adds visual interest to a garage makeover.”

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\"Corrugated “Even the ceiling gets a makeover to hide extra storage.”

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\"Antique “An antique refrigerator doubles as winter boot storage.”

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And who wouldn’t want this gorgeous garage remodel that created a unique “maker space” for the ever creative Michelle? Architectural salvage pieces mixed with family heirlooms make for an eclectic view.

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\"Garage\" “Antiques perched atop a modern refrigerator and freezer.”

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\"Maker “Stunning “maker space” in Michelle’s garage.

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To top it off, we get the name of the wonderful olives we nibbled on as dinner was cooking. We drank “mocktails”…non-alcoholic concoctions made with coconut water mixed with the juice of a whole lime. Next time I’m asking for salt on the rim!

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\"Olives\" “The BEST olives!”

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I hope you enjoy the added photos Michelle sent me. Several of you asked for more so I created part two of yesterday’s post. ❤️

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\"Colorado “Colorful Colorado”

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“From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised.”\n‭‭Psalm‬ ‭113:3‬ ‭NIV‬‬
\nI met up with one of my favorite Sisters on the Fly last night for dinner. Michelle Michelle Cummings is an amazing woman. She created a business nearly 20 years ago because she couldn’t find a job doing what she loved. She now travels all over the world teaching team building to major corporations. She just returned from Beijing and I was thrilled she had a little time to spend with me while I’m in Colorado.\n

First, let me say how gorgeous her home is. Michelle is one of the craftiest women I’ve ever known. She turned her garage into a workspace that would make Joanna Gaines green with envy. She lined the walls with corrugated tin from the roof of an old barn than blew down on her parents’ farm in Kansas. She hung windows as well as her grandparents’ front door on the walls. She turned salvaged wood into a trunk to store camping chairs in. She converted an ancient fridge into winter boot storage. There is a place for everything and I’m not kidding when I say everything is in its place.

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We sipped on coconut-lime “mocktails” as we nibbled on fabulous green olives she found at Costco. (Maybe she’ll see this and tell us the name of the olive. They weren’t too salty and had a nice, firm texture.) We chatted as she prepared Brussels sprouts and bacon to go with a delightful homemade chicken salad. We carried our meal out into the yard and ate at the white farm table under a string of market lights. Her obvious green thumb was apparent wherever you gazed…from the beautiful rock garden bursting with colorful flowers to the elevated stock tanks holding her vegetable gardens to get them up away from the rabbits. She built a wooden wall and hung another of her grandmother’s windows, a floral wreath, and little shutters made from chippy green painted wood that had been salvaged.

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\"vintage “Vintage suitcases house craft supplies, camping gear, and Halloween costumes.”

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Everything has a story. Every antique, every gift, every piece of wood or sign or windmill fan. Michelle’s Kansas roots are proudly displayed. She has a stack of vintage suitcases, some belonging to her grandmother, on either side of the piano. She keeps Halloween costumes in one. A couple have camping gear. Several hold crafting supplies like beads and yarn. Storage in plain view that is pleasing to the eye and adds to the obvious farmy esthetic.

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Our conversation varied from Sisters on the Fly and the inimitable Maizie Morrison, Sister #0, to “The Reel Sisters”, Michelle’s recently published debut novel depicting the lives and friendship of five women fly fishers, to her travels to exotic locales. She regaled me with stories of climbing the Great Wall of China and how the Chinese bring out the grossest foods just to see what your response will be. Michelle was one of the first Sisters on the Fly I met and we became fast friends.

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\"Michelle “Michelle and me…writers, campers, fly fishers, Sisters.”

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As I finally pulled myself away and headed home, I had to stop at a school parking lot and snap this picture of the sunset. This is what gives Colorado her nickname…”The Colorful State”. It was a lovely evening and I hated for it to end. One week left of this trip…it’s going by too fast. ❤

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\"Waves\" “My take on waves.”

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“He has filled them with skill to do every sort of work done by an engraver or by a designer or by an embroiderer in blue and purple and scarlet yarns and fine twined linen, or by a weaver—by any sort of workman or skilled designer.”\n‭‭Exodus‬ ‭35:35‬ ‭ESV
\nLittle is a maker, just like her Nana. Yesterday was Maker Day. We headed to Starbucks to get super charged, then Hobby Lobby to buy the assorted art supplies that any 11-year-old maker needs for projects. Next week she is going to Tech Camp and while she’s gone, her mom and auntie are creating a new “Maker Space” in her room. I made a sign for her today then relaxed with a painting to try my hand at waves. I really am not much of an artist but I do have fun playing.\n

Today I am heading to the mountains for a few days. I need to spend some more time with my sweet brother and clean up Mr. Virgo’s grave. I heard from a gal in Glenwood Springs and we’re going to gather any readers in the area that may be interested and meet for coffee while I’m in town. It is always such a delight to spend time with my readers.

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What a fun day with my girl! ❤

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\"Nana “Little & Me”

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“For by me your days will be multiplied, and years will be added to your life.”\n‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭9:11‬ ‭ESV‬‬
\nI make it a point to spend one-on-one time with the grandchildren when I visit them in Colorado. Little is my “maker” so yesterday we baked her daddy’s birthday cake. She “painted” on the iPad for quite a while. Then she stayed the night with me over at her paternal grandparents’ house where I stay when I am here.\n

I love the frankness of this child. She tells long tall tales but she also speaks truth that cuts to the chase. She has a way of feeling great empathy and is forever the champion of the underdog. She made me promise to take her to church while I am here. We listened to praise music as we drove around yesterday.

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Today will be spent doing some sort of art project…not sure what yet. Tonight we celebrate several birthdays and an anniversary. I head to the mountains again this weekend for a good visit with my brother. Just about every day of the rest of my trip here is spoken for. It will be over before I know it. But, we’re making memories here, and that’s the name of the game! ❤️

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\"Officer’s “Officer’s Gulch”

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“On the glorious splendor of your majesty, and on your wondrous works, I will meditate.”\n‭‭Psalms‬ ‭145:5‬ ‭ESV‬‬
\nIt was a quick over night trip but much was accomplished. After having a trying day on Sunday, yesterday was lovely. I stayed over with my brother friend and we talked till late. I felt much better with his perspective and listening ear. He fixed me Costa Rican coffee yesterday morning. We sat on the back deck with the beautiful views.\n

My rental car, a VW Tiguan, got excellent gas mileage…36.3mpg on the highway. Not bad for mountain travel.

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I chilled out at a mountain campground waiting for my friends Linda and Jim to return from town.

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I visited a mountain lake and spent a good time meditating.

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And I saw the remnants of the Basalt fire before I headed back to Denver.

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We cannot avoid the messes in life. But we can decide how we’re going to deal with them. I came out of that round feeling much better, all told. I just needed some time in nature. ❤

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\"“The “The Reel Sisters” by Michelle Cummings

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“When he came down from the mountain, great crowds followed him. And behold, a leper came to him and knelt before him, saying, \"Lord, if you will, you can make me clean.\" And Jesus stretched out his hand and touched him, saying, \"I will; be clean.\" And immediately his leprosy was cleansed. And Jesus said to him, \"See that you say nothing to anyone, but go, show yourself to the priest and offer the gift that Moses commanded, for a proof to them.\"”\n‭‭Matthew‬ ‭8:1-4‬ ‭ESV‬‬
\nI’m finally acclimating to the altitude. It always takes me three days to start feeling like myself when I first get here. I go through everything from feeling lethargic to feel nauseated to sever headache. I take a supplement when I get there called “Altitude Adjustment”. I get it at a ski shop. I think it really helps, but who knows? Maybe it’s three days whether I take it or not. At any rate, I am always glad to get those three days behind me.\n

In the past, I’ve made the mistake of heading to the mountains as soon as I get here. I lived here for forty years and never considered the altitude to be a problem until I moved to West Virginia. But anymore, I can’t just jump in and start playing at 5,280 feet. It doesn’t hurt you to take your time anyway. I’ve really enjoyed leisurely morning coffee with my son-in-law’s parents, drawing and playing with Little, visiting with the kids, having lunch with my nephew, reading my friend Michelle’s new book and taking naps.

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I went to Red Rocks Church last night. It is very similar to our home church in Parkersburg. There was a pastor visiting from Dallas who spoke on the Sermon on the Mount and the healing of the leper. The underlying premise was encouraging us to run TOWARDS the messes in our lives. We usually try to avoid the ugly, uncomfortable, messy parts of life or people. Running towards the mess gives us the opportunity to extend true love to marginalized people…people who may, like the leper, go most of their lives not feeling the love of another human being. As always, I came out feeling uplifted and renewed.

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I’m heading to the mountains for a few days. There are people to see and places to go. I’ll bring you along for the ride! ❤️

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\"Procreate “Little is quite the artist.”

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“May you see your children's children!...”\n‭‭Psalms‬ ‭128:6‬ ‭ESV‬‬
\nGrandchildren. What an amazing gift they are. My heart breaks for people who long for them and don’t get to experience something so amazing. One of the best parts about being a Nana is getting the best parts of the children. Their behaviors are different around grandparents...especially when they don’t get to see them quite as often. I haven’t seen my Colorado family since last August. A lot of growing up occurred in that time.\n

Big is just a tich taller than I am! How did this happen? She is lovely and elegant with her long, wavy blond hair. She’s an athlete…a swimmer. Dedicated and focused with a dry wit. She’s quiet, observant, fiercely loyal, and bright. I’m looking forward to having some alone time with her. We like to go shopping. She’s a frugal shopper and is careful to get the most with what she has. My first grandchild. I’ll never forget the summer after Mr. Virgo died. I brought the camper down to my son-in-law’s parents’ house and Big climbed up on the bed and talked to me for two hours straight. Before that, I’d have been hard pressed to get two sentences out of her. She’s fourteen now, and camping is SO passé. She likes to camp at the Marriott.

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Little…ah, little. She is at that delightful age when everything warrants a l-o-n-g story. Her words tumble out faster than my sixty-five year old ears can keep up with. The bottom eight inches or so of her long blond hair is now a faded turquoise blue. She wears pink lip gloss and pale blue eye shadow. She is all of eleven, but her soul is ancient. She is a maker…just like me. We were driving around yesterday and she was talking about her ADHD. She informed me very matter of factly…she can choose to look at it as a disability or a super power. She chooses super power. It gives her the advantage of having lots of energy. She admitted the downside is anxiety, however…she thinks that gives her empathy for others who go through the same thing. She is so relatable. Her insights blow me away. Our time will be spent doing art projects. Today’s picture is one she drew on my iPad using the iPencil and a program called Procreate.

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I savor every moment I get with these two. Before I know it, they’ll be grown and out on their own in the world. ❤

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\"El “El Jebel, Colorado burns in the night.”

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“Now Mount Sinai was wrapped in smoke because the Lord had descended on it in fire. The smoke of it went up like the smoke of a kiln, and the whole mountain trembled greatly.”\n‭‭Exodus‬ ‭19:18‬ ‭ESV‬
\nColorado is on fire...and not in a good way. There are fires everywhere here. This picture shows the little town of El Jebel, not too far from where I worked. The building in front is the Whole Foods Grocery. It makes me so sad to see this. This particular fire started when two guys were shooting tracers at the firing range and caught the brittle, dry brush on fire. Colorado had a drastically low snowfall this year and record low rainfall this spring. It is literally a tinder box right now and anything can cause a fire that will quickly rage out of control.\n

I’ve lived through two terrible fires here. The first was the Storm King Fire. It started as a lonesome little pine tree that was struck by lightning one afternoon and smoldered for a couple of days before a dry, hot wind fanned it into flames. The resulting conflagration took the lives of 14 smokejumpers from Oregon. The other was the Coal Seam Fire that looked much like this picture. I was driving from Glenwood Springs to New Castle the day it blew up and jumped the interstate AND the Colorado River in an arc right over my car. I was the last car that came through before they closed the road. I remember standing in the street in front of my house, looking at the hillside several miles away in the middle of the night. It looked like a thousand campfires.

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If you live in the mountains here, you don’t wonder IF you’re going to have a fire. You wonder WHEN you are going to have a fire. My friends have been posting on Facebook about the stress of keeping a bug out bag by the door for a quick escape. I remember wondering…”What would I grab? What is the most important?” I have always kept my most important papers in a file box with a handle that I could keep near the door and grab on my way out.

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Yes, this fire was man made. As is the one in the southern part of the state that is nearing 100,000 acres. But, as a friend of mine pointed out, we have been starting fires for over 10,000 years. There is a natural cycle of forest management that includes fire. As a matter of fact, there are certain evergreen trees that will not release the seeds from their pine cones unless they are exposed to the high temperatures that a fire would produce, which goes to show me fire is part of the grander scheme of things. It is human intrusion that has placed us in the way of the inevitable.

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I’m hanging out here in Denver for a couple more days to acclimate to the altitude before I head up into the mountains to see my brother. Please pray for rain…and for the firefighters and homeowners…we are so desperately dry here. ❤

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I have to tell you, by the time I finally settled down to write last night, I was pooped. So, I’m going to reprise a post from four years ago. I had decided to sell the Colorado house and I was just two days shy of putting it on the market. With my friend Deneene downsizing right now, it has brought back many memories of what I was going through back then, so I thought I’d share. Thank you for indulging me…I needed a night off. See you in the morning! ❤️

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“Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?”\n‭‭Matthew‬ ‭6:27‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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www.marshmallowranch.com/home-beco…

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\"Fred “Magic Fred dancing at Mountain Fair”

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We called him “Magic Fred.” Fred “Lightning Heart” Haberlien was a fixture in the Roaring Fork Valley where I lived for 28 years. He was an incredible muralist. His paintings grace buildings and silos all across Colorado, bringing warmth and light to spaces once overlooked or deemed an eyesore.

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I first met Fred when his wife Teresa interviewed for a position in Hubby #2’s medical practice somewhere in the late ‘80s. He was a shaman, a medicine man, a spirit dancer. With his long hair pulled back into a ponytail and his signature hat, Fred could soon be found all over town spreading his love and light. When he met you…everytime he met you…he handed you a polished rock. He gave you a piece of his Earth Mother to hold and keep. He was generous to a fault, a peaceful man. I never saw anything rattle him.

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\"Fred “Fred and one of his stunning murals.”

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When Daughter #1 was born, Fred was drawn to her old soul. He wrote up her star chart in intricate detail. He brought her small gifts. He was enchanted, as we all were, with this quiet, dark-haired beauty that graced our presence. When she was older, he showed her magic tricks…hence the nickname, “Magic Fred.”

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When we decided to renovate the kitchen in the big house on the hill, Fred came and drew the surrounding vista on the soffits above the cabinets. Any direction you turned, you could see what was outside…Mt. Sopris, The Flattops Wilderness Area, Red Mountain, Lookout Mountain. It was something I cherished.

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\"Fred Fred painted large murals that covered unsightly buildings.”

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We lost ⚡❤ on Sunday night. I saw him last summer at the live music in the park in Glenwood Springs. I hadn’t known he was ill and had narrowly escaped esophageal cancer in the year prior. I don’t know for sure, but I assume that beast came back with a roar. You often read tributes like “The world is a little darker without you.” Fred wouldn’t want that, I don’t think. I think he would have wanted us to say “I see the spark of you in everything.” Tears stung my eyes when I read of his passing…mostly for his beloved partner, Teresa. They were simbiotic…such a beautiful match. It will be a difficult road for many who loved and honored our good friend.

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\"Fred “Fred dancing in front of a finished mural.”

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Fame wasn’t something Fred sought. He sought to touch people’s lives in a way that might change them, which he did brilliantly. His paintings are beautiful gifts he left for us to remember him by…almost as a side note. He will be sorely missed.

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Vaya con dios, my sweet friend. Go with God.

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⚡❤⚡

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“For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.”\n‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭4:17-18‬ ‭ESV‬‬

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\"House “House in the Colorado Snow”

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I lived in Colorado for two-thirds of my adult life. I have always considered West Virginia to be “home”, but this sweet little house was a pretty close second. I bought it when my second marriage ended in divorce. It was the first home I ever owned on my own.

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Being a home owner is such a mixed bag. There’s the tax deduction for the mortgage interest. That’s a plus. There’s the mortgage itself…\nunless you are greatly blessed to not have one. That’s not so great if it strains your budget. There’s the comfort and security of a roof over your head. That’s a plus. There’s the maintenance and repairs that, in my case, were becoming quite costly. That’s difficult to plan for. There’s that wonderful covered front porch and meticulously manicured lawn, trees, shrubs, and flowers. That was truly my favorite part of living in this house. But the water bill alone could be $400 in the peak of summer irrigation, not to mention the high heating costs in the winter. Throw in mowing and shoveling snow all by my self along with memories of Mr. Virgo around every corner and I was done. Totally overwhelmed by the enormity of it all.

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Looking back, I often wonder if I would have done anything differently if I were facing these decisions with today’s brain as opposed to grief brain. I came very close to backing out of the sales contract and renting the house out till I could be more certain this was what I really wanted to do. When I mentioned it to my real estate agent, she was horrified and exclaimed, “Oh no….you don’t want to do THAT!” In my confused state, I acquiesced and continued down the path of selling.

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Sales on my side of the Rockies had gone soft, just as the prices in the Denver Metro area had skyrocketed…leaving me priced out of the real estate market entirely. I had to change course. At the same time, my aunt needed help on the farm in West Virginia, so my fate was sealed. I bought the bigger camper and move here.

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Everything happened just as it was supposed to. If I would have stayed in my house, I would not have run into Mr. FixIt. And I wouldn’t trade him for anything. I know I did the right thing. I still look at this house with mixed feelings though. I suppose I always will. It was where I shared my life with Mr. Virgo. He is gone…and so is the house that held us.

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New life, new love, new beginnings. This is a beautiful life I’ve built without all the encumbrances a house with a mortgage entails. And…there are two to carry the load now. Thank you, God! ❤

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“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.”\n‭‭Ecclesiastes‬ ‭4:9-10‬ ‭NIV11‬‬

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It was December 4th, 2013. It had been 267 days since the love of my life died right in front of me. It was 267 largely sleepless nights. I had made myself put one foot in front of the other…day after miserable, lonely day…for 2-6-7 long $&@#%€* days. I was tired. I was broken. But I was trying.

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On this day, I went to work. It was normally an hour commute each way, but on this particular day, the skies opened up and snow started falling at an alarming rate. The further west I drove heading home, the deeper the snow became. When I finally pulled up in front of my house, there was nearly 18” of heavy, wet snow in my driveway. I slogged up the drive and got my snow shovel out. You know…the one with MY name on it…not Mr. Virgo’s. He was gone. Two-hundred-sixty-seven days of…gone.

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I shoveled for what seemed like hours. I was numb…physically and emotionally. I could hardly make a dent in the snow removal. I barely got my car in off the street when I gave up and went inside. I marched straight to our…MY…bedroom. I stood in front of the picture of Mr. Virgo and yelled at him. I screamed. I cried. I ranted and raved. He had a lot of nerve leaving me like this…with this house and this mess and this…LIFE! I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t want this. I was just so $&@# tired. I didn’t care if I lived or died, to be perfectly honest.

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That was a particularly dark and dreadful season in my life. There were a lot of people who helped me through that. I had support from those who loved me and from complete strangers in several widow’s support groups on Facebook. I’m only active in a couple of them now. I see myself there now as a symbol of hope, having survived the worst of it.

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The other day, one of the women in the group said “No one will ever love me like that again”. I couldn’t let her go on thinking that…believing that. I know early on…I couldn’t imagine loving again. If for no other reason than I was sure another loss like that would surely kill me. Then time passed, wounds scarred over, and color started to filter back into my life. I started to think…maybe I COULD do this again. I prayed a lot about it and asked God to place a worthy man right in front of me. And…He did.

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I wanted this woman to know…your heart can beat again. You can open it up. You can give and receive love. It’s been almost five years since my world fell apart. And, while this man is so different than my late husband, he loves me “like that”. I feel the same joy true love brings. I feel the same hope, warmth, trust. This one is far more passionate…partially because I’m acutely aware of what I lost and I find this so precious. Which brings me to the biggest difference. Fear. When my husband was alive and I used to have the fleeting thought…”What if he died?” I had absolutely zero understanding of what devastation that loss would bring. Now, I know exactly what that loss brought to me. I still don’t know what losing this man would be like, but I have a $&@# good idea. I try to keep the wolves at bay and live in the moment, but they’re always howling in the woods somewhere.

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God did not create in us a spirit of fear but a spirit of power and love and self-control. 2 Timothy 1:7 is one of my go-to verses when I’m feeling weak and out of control. Mr. FixIt is having some reconstruction surgery on his hand Thursday. Even though I worked most of my career in medicine and was married to a physician for two decades, since losing Mr. Virgo,  I don’t handle medical situations very well…especially when it involves someone I love. I read 2 Timothy, and asked a friend to come join me at the hospital for coffee and a chance to catch up. I know it’s not a huge invasive surgery, but I know things can happen. This man loves me…”like that”. I will do my very best to support him in whatever comes our way because…I love him “like that”, too. ❤️

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“for God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.”\n‭‭2 Timothy‬ ‭1:7‬ ‭ESV‬‬

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I think this is my all-time favorite Christmas ornament. It’s been in my family as long as I can remember. I have a dozen or so of the smaller ones of the same era but this is the only big one that survived. I can still remember the box it came in. I am always extremely careful with all my ornaments when I store them, but this one especially so. It is so fragile and the paint has been flaking away for years.

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There are so many ornaments on this tree that have a story. Baby’s First Christmas. The angel topper from Grandma’s tree. Hand blown glass Santas. A sterling silver tree that was a gift to Mr. Virgo from The Ritz Carlton in 2011. An Old World Santa with the tip of his Christmas tree broken off that Mr. Virgo rescued from the trash at the Hotel Jerome in Aspen. Dozens of coveted hand made ornaments gathered from my friend Judy’s famous Christmas Ornament Exchange Parties. And, the seven Ne’Qua ornaments Mr. Virgo and I bought together on our trips…one for every Christmas we shared.

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Christmas has always been my favorite holiday. I found an e-mail the other day where Mr. Virgo had asked me to get our Christmas decorations and stage them in the living room so we could put up our tree that weekend. We always put on White Christmas and decorated the tree together. The first Christmas after he died, I followed the tradition. I did fine until I got up the next morning and saw what I had done. I can’t tell you how close I came to taking the whole thing down and putting it away. I cried for days. It was brutal. The next Christmas was spent in my friend’s apartment, sitting in the dark, staring out the window as the snow slowly drifted down through the circles of light around the old fashioned street lamps of Marietta, Ohio. It was still brutal.

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The next two Christmases were spent with my Colorado family. That was much better. We decorated the tree together and baked a million cookies. It was fun.

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Each holiday season is a little easier. Last year, even though we weren’t together, Mr. FixIt and I had started dating and had fallen in love. Holidays were again filled with light and love and joy. Mr. Virgo was still there with us in spirit but the sadness of his absence had abated somewhat. This year, Mr. FixIt and I did the majority of the tree trimming before he left for Florida. I finished up last night. I’m actually glad I had those few hours decorating alone. I turned on Christmas carols. (I can’t figure out how to turn on Mr. FixIt’s DVD player. ?) I held each special ornament in my hands and thought of the person who made it, or where I got it, or who was there when it was used year after year. The Ghosts of Christmas Past paraded through the room and through my mind and heart as I smiled through the tears that stung the back of my eyes as Tony Bennett crooned The Christmas Song.

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This is a new life…a different life. Another chance at love. Another gift of making memories. My heart is full to overflowing with the beauty of it all. God has been so good to me…us. ❤️

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“A cheerful heart is good medicine…”\n‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭17:22‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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One of the hardest jobs I ever had was one I didn’t seek out. Mr. Virgo had lost his job at a historic hotel when his position was eliminated due to budgetary cutbacks. It wasn’t a week later when he came to me and asked how I’d like to manage a luxury boutique hotel on 4200 acres in Pagosa Springs, CO. We had discussed the possibility of buying a bed and breakfast someday so I was working the front desk at a Best Western in order to learn the ropes of the hospitality industry. Mr. Virgo was SO excited by the opportunity to move back to Pagosa. He had lived there years earlier but went back to Florida when his dad got sick. Always up for an adventure, I said “Sure!” The next week, we drove through a whiteout blizzard to the interview.

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This hotel is a beautiful place. After entering through the electronic gate, you drive about a mile or so through fields of domesticated elk, past the skeet range and the barn, and head up to the top of a hill. The hotel had eight sleeping rooms, a bar, a freestanding restaurant, a spa, and an impressive wine cellar. When we entered the foyer, we were met with an original Chihuly glass sculpture on the wall, travertine floors and some pretty impressive artwork. Each suite is decorated to represent a different country. It truly is stunning.

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Once we had a tour of the hotel, we met with the owners in their office at the big house located on a twin knob. We waited in the sitting room. When the owner came to the door to call Mr. Virgo in, he turned to me and said, “Let’s go.” I looked at him in confusion and he said, ”You’re being interviewed as well.” “For what?!” I asked. “Marketing Director, Catering, Public Relations…whatever I need.” My husband knew me well. He knew if I would have known he wanted me to do this job, I would have said no and explained a million reasons why. Top of the list was having absolutely NO experience in this particular arena. I would have never believed I could do that. HE knew I could and he was the one to teach me. I dutifully got up and went into the interview. That’s when I saw it. A polar bear.

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A real, dead, gorgeous…huge polar bear. Once I got over the shock, I was angry. I have never hunted unless you count varmints at the farm. I would never in a million years shoot a polar bear to put in my office. However…my husband needed a job and apparently I was in the running for one as well, so I swallowed my feelings and focused on the interview…praying we wouldn’t get THIS job. We did.

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The first time we were given a tour of the big house, we were ushered into “the trophy room”…a HUGE room filled with dead animals. And there…right in the middle of it all…was an elephant. I was sick. I don’t know how I was going to market this place. That’s why this was the hardest job I’ve ever had…I had to do something every day that went against everything I believed in. I loved the people who worked there but thank God the job only lasted a year.

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I was horrified when I read that our President said that trophy hunters could now bring elephants into the country from Zambia and Zimbabwe. The public outcry caused him to reverse that decision twenty-four hours later for further review. It goes against his M.O. to change course once a decision has been made so I am grateful he listened to the people. These are majestic creatures and their numbers continue to decline. When I say my prayers, I pray for conservation of our treasures. I do not understand trophy hunting. I do not understand the sport in being driven up to an animal, shooting it, then being driven back to the lodge for a celebratory scotch and cigar. I hope the law will stand and elephants will not be allowed to be brought here to decorate some rich person’s den. ❤️

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“The righteous care for the needs of their animals, but the kindest acts of the wicked are cruel.”\n‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭12:10‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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Have you ever gone on Google Earth and looked at the places you know? I remember one winter day before Mr. Virgo died. I was missing home…the dense, green woods and dusky purple mountains of West Virginia. Google Earth was still relatively new and they had just added the “street view” feature. I plugged in the address for Grandma’s farm, clicked on the little man icon, and…viola! I was “standing” in front of the farmhouse! I was SO excited! I quickly moved the map so I could “drive” down the two-lane blacktop the three miles, taking in every turn, house, and tree. It was mesmerizing. I could “go home” anytime I wanted to! I have “traveled” to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower, London to ogle Big Ben, Rome to see the ancient ruins…all from the comfort of the easy chair in my living room.

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The other night, Mr. FixIt was doing a little virtual traveling and he stumbled upon this. TOW-Wanda! MY camper…sitting right where I park her in the summer! I know approximately when this was. This is mostly uber cool…and, a little bit spooky in a Big-Brother-is-watching-you sort of way. It’s a good thing there was no nude sunbathing going on…for a vast number of reasons! ?

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This satellite photo was taken about fifteen months after Mr. Virgo died. I had been full-timing in my camper for about seven months at this point. I was interviewed yesterday for another episode of Janine Pettit’s Girl Camper podcast. This time we talked about full-timing…dream vs. reality. I’ll post a link when it goes live.

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Living on the farm has been such a treat that I’ve hardly thought about whether I miss all that time I spent on the road. The answer is yes…and no. Could I do that again? Yes! Would I? Maybe. I’m a lot more awake and aware now than I was back then. Grief brain may have clouded my judgement sometimes. But I’ve never regretted having that time alone out in the wilderness and backroads. I was so free and life was pared down to the bare essentials. There’s something to be said for simplicity. Janine asked me if I ever found myself lonely and I’m not sure I properly answered. I’m a people person. I’m gregarious and thrive in a place where I can have regular contact with people I know and love…friends and family that love me for who I am and I can let my hair down. I think that was the driving force behind allowing the Siren Song of the farm to lure me into planting some roots…at least for a while. And now…I have Mr. FixIt. We both love to travel and we never stay put for too long. But I’m looking forward to some nesting this winter. That’s the goodness of fall…it invites us to put another log on the fire, brew a nice cup of tea, and read a good book. The campers are put away for the season and I’m ready to be a homebody for a while. ❤️

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“By wisdom a house is built, and through understanding it is established; through knowledge its rooms are filled with rare and beautiful treasures.”\n‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭24:3-4‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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\"Stories,Today’s post is a link to my most recent installment of “Getting Bolder” on the Sisters on the Fly blog. ❤️

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www.sistersonthefly.com/getting-b…

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“Since we have such a hope, we are very bold,”\n‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭3:12‬ ‭ESV‬‬

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This is the hard part…saying goodbye. I don’t like goodbyes. I miss my kids and my grands when I’m in West Virginia. I wish we lived closer. At one point I was ready to move back to Colorado. But man…the cost of living is nearing the breaking posing for most people and it has gotten so incredibly crowded. As much as I will miss my girls, I am longing for home…for the peacefulness of the country…for smaller towns and fewer crowds.

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We had a great day yesterday. We fussed around getting the camper cleaned and ready for travel. We did laundry and visited with my son-in-law’s parents, then went to Little’s Art Camp program. She displayed several art pieces and played the violin. Afterwards, we had 14 for a family dinner and that will have to do till next time. We’ve decided to drive the back roads and see what a cross road trip was like in the days of the two-lane blacktop. We’ll follow a river into the sand hills of the western prairie. Our progress will be slow, but I’ll check in and share with you. This is an entirely new experience for me and I’m looking forward to it! ❤️

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“Jesus answered, “It is written: ‘Man shall not live on bread alone.’ ”

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For it is written: “ ‘He will command his angels concerning you to guard you carefully;”\n‭‭Luke‬ ‭4:4, 10‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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There has been a major shift within me this trip. I wasn’t sure going into this vacation how I would react sharing the space that is mine in Colorado with both Mr. Virgo’s memory and Mr. FixIt’s presence. How would everything fit? At home on the farm in West Virginia, Mr. Virgo only occupies space in my mind and heart as well as what few tangible things I have kept that were his. Here, he lives in the mountains, he sits in the sunsets, he whispers in the wind that blows through the trees. He’s everywhere. Would he distract me too much? How would I feel entertaining two men…one very much here, the other very much real but not here?

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I took this wonderful man to “meet” Mr. Virgo and I needn’t have worried. He respected my space. He listened intently. He waited patiently. And at the perfect moment, he walked up behind me, wrapped me in his arms and said, “I’m so sorry, Ginny. I know this was so hard for you. You’ve been through so much and you are very brave.” His arms were a comfort. My fingers intertwined with his as I leaned back against him. I felt his warm breath in my hair. For a moment, I remembered what this same position felt like with Mr. Virgo. Then I let it go…like a feather on a breeze…dancing and floating away from me.

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Time has allowed me perspective and healing. Choice has brought me ever onward and upward. Prayer has given me strength where there was none. Mr. FixIt has given me…Love. Hope. Trust. Joy. Peace. Companionship. Friendship. Laughter. Stability. Comfort. Contact. Connection. I am grateful. This shift has a lot to do with all of the above. Sharing this space with my new love is helping me to, yet again, redefine its meaning. Redefine who I am…redefine my “status”. I know it’s different for everyone. For me, at four and a half years…it’s a choice. I choose love. It is my purpose in life. It is the one thing I am to practice, to hone my skill at. To emulate in a Christ-like way. Not just my love for Mr. FixIt or Mr. Virgo…but for everyone.

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I’ve been asked when I will share a picture of Mr. FixIt with you. And the answer is…not in his lifetime. Not a definable picture, anyway. Distance, maybe. From the back, sure. His hands, definitely. He has the hands of a hard-working man and I love them. But I won’t be sharing his name or his face because those are mine. I share everything else with you…my pain, my fears, my hopes, my joys, my struggles, and my triumphs. I do so without reservation as this is my platform…my purpose. I share to spread love and promote healing. This one great thing…this glimpse into who he really is in real life…is the one tangible thing I will fervently protect.

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Yesterday was a day shared with loved ones. My heart is full. ❤️

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“If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.”\n1 Corinthians 13:2-7 NIV

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The trip out west is winding down. The kids are busy with camps and getting ready for school so there isn’t as much time for visiting. I could spend another month showing Mr. FixIt around Colorado, but there are things that need tending to back home. I was going to stay till the end of August so I could attend a Sisters on the Fly event. However, I am hosting a Sisters event in WV the first week of September and there are still so many details to take care of and I want it to be memorable for the gals. So, I’m heading back east this weekend. I’m not going to put Mr. FixIt on the plane…he’s going to drive back with me. We have found an alternate route that will take us along the America River on a two lane and off the wicked roar of the interstate. I’m looking forward to an easier ride home with good company.

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Our last days here will consist of family time and perhaps a drive to Colorado Springs to the Garden of the Gods and Pike’s Peak. Yesterday was laundry day (I ironed a shirt! gasp!), lunch out with my son-in-law’s parents, a little nap in the afternoon, dinner with the family, and a trip to my favorite antique store. The Brass Armadillo is huge and would take a full day to browse. We only had a couple of hours but we did our best to see as much as possible. It floors me to go into an “antique” store and see the things we grew up using and playing with. I mean, really…antiques? How is that possible when we keep getting younger?

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I loved the Ranch sign. And the angel wings were awesome. The trailer with wings was adorable. I didn’t buy a thing, although there were so many things I could see owning. I can’t shop anymore without envisioning the work involved with downsizing when I sold my house and got rid of 95% of my personal belongings. It was so incredibly difficult and I don’t ever want to do that again. I already own too much stuff! I want to keep my life light and not be burdened by the weight of possessions. I love stuff. I love that my friends dig their stuff and want to keep it around them. I totally get that. It’s going to be interesting to see how things unfold as my relationship with Mr. FixIt moves forward. Ohhhh, he’s as big a pack rat as I am!

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Today’s a day of helping my daughter while Mr. FixIt entertains himself. He can find his way around Denver with the GPS. I hope you all have an incredible day! ❤️

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“He answered, “ ‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind’; and, ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ ””\n‭‭Luke‬ ‭10:27‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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Whew….some Mondays we just have to go to church here at the Ranch. Especially when I’ve heard a sermon like yesterday. Let me tell you a little bit about how God works in my life. There’s a church here in Denver that I really like…Red Rocks Church. It’s very much like my home church in West Virginia…contemporary, progressive, energetic. I love it and couldn’t wait to take Mr. FixIt. Red Rocks Church has four campuses plus a prison outreach. One campus has the pastor live and all the others watch a live feed on the big screen in their respective churches. I usually go to the Arvada campus, but I really wanted Mr. FixIt to hear the sermon live. I was planning to drive down to the Littleton Campus in order to accomplish that. I’m always quick to get ready but yesterday I just couldn’t seem to get it together. I couldn’t believe it when I looked at the clock and saw we would be lucky to make it to the local satellite church. We made a bee line and got there in time to grab a cup of coffee and get seated. As we were walking into the sanctuary, a volunteer said, “You’re in for a treat today…the pastor is here live with an amazing message!” I couldn’t believe it. If we would have left on time to get to the other church, we would have been watching the pastor on the big screen! God fascinates me. His ways are so mysterious. His love is so complete.

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The message yesterday was about the Samaritan woman at the well again. The pastor spoke about five words and how they relate to all of us. Pain. Prison. Power. Platform. Purpose. The Samaritan woman had suffered pain…as we all have. She was living in a self-imposed prison of isolation as she avoided interacting with others. Then she had an encounter with Jesus at the well and experienced His power. She used her experiences of Pain, Prison, and Power as her Platform from which she could share her testimony. This allowed her to live her Purpose.

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I don’t know about you, but I struggled for nearly sixty years trying to figure out what my purpose is in this life. I hadn’t done a very good job being a wife until my third marriage. I didn’t feel I had been a very good mother, although I tried and I did the best I could with the knowledge and experiences I possessed at the time. It wasn’t till I lost Mr. Virgo and spent three months in the wilderness and backroads of Colorado that I discovered my purpose is to love. To accomplish this, I have built this new life from the ashes of who I was before the fires of grief changed me.

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The pastor used an example of someone who has turned her pain into her platform. At seven years old, Gabriella has had more pain than you can imagine. After a diagnosis of leukemia, it has been this innocent child who teaches the doctors and nurses…and, anyone in earshot, really…about Jesus. She comforts her mother when she worries about her and says “Don’t worry…God’s got this!” As they were taking her into surgery to place the port for chemo, this brave little girl only said three words but she said them over and over for two hours before they wheeled her into the OR. “In Jesus’ name…In Jesus’ name…In Jesus’ name.” When the folks from the Make a Wish Foundation contacted Gabs and her parents to find out her wish, she couldn’t think of what to ask for. She didn’t need anything. Finally, after weeks of contemplation, she decided last Saturday what she wanted. She wanted to preach at Red Rocks Church. So, yesterday, this beautiful little angel…just a wisp of a thing in her flower halo…bravely marched out onto the stage in front of hundreds of strangers. She held her notes in one hand, the microphone in the other, and she told us about her friend, Jesus. And how He holds us in the palm of his hand. She said we don’t need to be afraid because when she was afraid before her chemo, it was Jesus who comforted her. She said that was why she had wanted to be “bapatized”…because she loved Jesus. I’m telling you…that was the most powerful service I have ever attended. There wasn’t a dry eye in the place and I was so grateful to have been in the front row to witness it live.

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The rest of the day was beautiful. We drove up to the top of Mt. Evans after church. At 14,134 feet elevation, we were quite literally in the clouds. After the power of witnessing the faith of that child, standing on top of the world seemed almost inconsequential. Afterward, we went to Central City for supper and to wait out the Sunday evening traffic returning to Denver. By the time we were back and told our stories of the day to our family, we were spent. Yes, some Mondays I just have to take you to church. This was one. ❤️

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“And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Father may be glorified in the Son. You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it.”\n‭‭John‬ ‭14:13-14‬ ‭NIV

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#Jesus, #wisdom, #faith

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I don’t think the trip back to Denver was quite as difficult as going over. Yesterday was overcast, rainy, and much cooler and that helped keep the transmission temperature down. That and the fact that the eastbound approach to the Eisenhower Tunnel is a much more gradual slope. But Vail Pass? Brutal! It is so steep I drove much of it at less than twenty-five miles per hour and the transmission temp still shot up to 232 degrees! I had to pull off the road three times to let the truck cool down. I tried the trick of staying in third gear and that didn’t help. I have vowed never to pull this camper with this truck over these mountains…ever again. It was too stressful and I was exhausted when I was done. But, we arrived safely and got parked back under the tree at my son-in-law’s parents’ house so all is right with the world.

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We camped the last three nights at Redstone Campground in Redstone, Colorado. What a beautiful place. The campsites are broad and private. We couldn’t even see the next site and it felt like we had the whole place to ourselves. The camp host told us there had only been one bear sighting in camp this summer and that was back in May. I was kind of surprised because the campsite was literally surrounded with shrubs that were loaded with all kinds of berries. We paid for a double site in order to maintain privacy. If someone took the other side, our door would literally open up on the neighbor’s camper, so it was worth the extra expense.

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When we returned to Denver, we took our son-in-law’s parents out for dinner at Culver’s. It’s a hamburger place but we had salads that were quite good. After dinner, we went for a drive and went to see the new Light Rail Station in Westminster. Denver is developing a wonderful train system that will soon be completed. You can now catch the train into downtown Denver and be at Union Station in eleven minutes. Senior Citizen rate is $2.60 round trip. You can’t park downtown for that! We’ll take the train down just for the experience while we’re here. Maybe we’ll go to the Art Museum.

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There is so much to do and see in Colorado. And, I don’t think it is my imagination when I say there are more people here than there was when I left three years ago. Granted, I’ve been living a fairly solitary existence, but this is crazy! It felt like being in a bee hive. There are people everywhere. I especially noticed when we went to Maroon Bells near Aspen. Here we were, in one of the most picturesque settings in the stat…bus after bus emptying tourists from all over the globe out onto a parking lot. Paths spread out in every direction like tentacles and there were people wherever you looked…scrambling in every direction…grasping for their moment in the sun. It made me cringe. It made me sad. I think maybe the economy is allowing people to vacation again and there does seem to be an awful lot of people camping these days. Colorado is a desirable destination and it IS high summer tourist season so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised…but it was surprising nonetheless.

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Regardless of how busy everyplace was, Mr. Fix and I had a fabulous time and we made wonderful memories. After all, that was the goal. Mission accomplished! ❤️

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“But Jesus often withdrew to lonely places and prayed.”\n‭‭Luke‬ ‭5:16‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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After a busy day sightseeing, we visited with my “surrogate parents” and my sweet brother. We walked around town and looked at the darling shops of downtown Glenwood Springs and chose one of my favorite restaurants for dinner…The Riviera Supper Club. So, I’m out on the town with my man as I jot this note to you…and this is “all she wrote” for today. We will head back to the campground (NO cell service or WiFi…yay!!!) We’ll head back to Denver tomorrow! ❤️

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“On the first day of the week we came together to break bread. Paul spoke to the people and, because he intended to leave the next day, kept on talking until midnight.”\n‭‭Acts‬ ‭20:7‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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Seriously…have you seen anything more beautiful than this??? Maroon Bells…the most photographed scene in Colorado. Mr. FixIt has never been to Colorado and I’m trying to jam in as many amazing sights I can in the short time we are up here in the mountains. We got our exercise yesterday! We started with The Ritz Carlton Club in Aspen Highlands to see Mr. Virgo’s Memorial. They planted a tree and laid a plaque in his honor off the patio of his restaurant in the hotel. It has grown about three feet since they planted it. I felt him all around me there. He loved that restaurant and the view. After paying our respects and talking to some of the Ladies and Gentlemen of the Ritz Carlton, we took the shuttle up to Maroon Bells Wilderness Area and hiked around the lake and through meadows of mountain wildflowers in their prime. The Colorado sky did not disappoint, and even though we didn’t see the bear Mr. FixIt wanted to see, he had a grand time. By the time we finished our hike we were famished. We took the shuttle\nbus back into Aspen Highlands and drove into Aspen for a late lunch. We walked the streets, people watching and browsing through the shops till it was time to head back to the camper. There was live music in the park last night and we didn’t want to miss that. We have no cell or phone service in the campground so I have to post when I have service somewhere. If I miss a day, don’t worry…it just means I didn’t come to town.

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It was another beautiful day in the Rockies. The night sky is so incredibly black you can’t see your hand in front of your face but the stars??? OMGosh! You can see the entire Milky Way! They’re so close it feels like you can touch them. Amazing! ❤️

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““But ask the animals, and they will teach you, or the birds in the sky, and they will tell you; or speak to the earth, and it will teach you, or let the fish in the sea inform you. Which of all these does not know that the hand of the LORD has done this? In his hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind.”\n‭‭Job‬ ‭12:7-10‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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There are moments in life that you would like to freeze and keep forever, aren’t there? Yesterday was just such a day. The part came in for the camper and Mr. FixIt went to pick it up while I packed up and got the camper ready to haul it to our next site. It was a really easy, short trip without any hills to speak of and we were there in no time. There was only one little glitch. The campsite I had reserved was a group site and there was someone coming to stay right beside us…which kind of defeated the point. Fortunately, there was another site nearby that was even better and we got set up quickly and headed to Marble for lunch at Slow Groovin’ BBQ. It was there I met Kevin from Grand Rapids, MI. Kevin is doing what many young college grads do…he’s finding his groove and he couldn’t have picked a better place than here! As many of these stories, it all started with a blown engine and this person knew that person and off he is on an adventure. (Note to Kevin’s mom…you raised a fine young man. He’s polite and friendly and has great dreams. I know you must be very proud of him. He says you worry. I understand but…he’ll be careful. He misses you and all his nieces and nephews.) Anyway, Kevin was a bright spot in our day and it was a delight to meet him.

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After lunch, we headed to Glenwood Springs to listen to live music in the park. The Black Lillies from Nashville were the highlight of the night and they were awesome! This is my old stomping grounds. I moved here as a young doctor’s wife in 1986. I ran into people who have known me, supported me, and cheered me on through every incarnation I went through since then. It was such a treat to introduce Mr. FixIt to so many of my longtime friends. He had a blast!

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Today we are off to explore Aspen! Stay tuned!!! ❤️

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“I will sing to the LORD all my life; I will sing praise to my God as long as I live.”\n‭‭Psalm‬ ‭104:33‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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Last week I reported to you that Mr. Virgo was in my dreams two nights running saying he was leaving me. He appeared again Sunday night. In this dream I found out that he had some sort of neurological problem and that’s why he decided to go on and not try to come back. He was brought to me in a black limousine. They told me he was coming and that I could see him the way he would have looked had he survived the heart attack. When the car pulled up, he rolled down the window and he had obvious neurological damage, yet in the dream, he could still stand. He got out of the limo and looked at me so sad. I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried, “I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry.” He said it was HE who was sorry he had to leave me like that. I pulled away from him and said, “You know how much I love you, right?” He said of course he did. I said, “Well, I’ve met someone wonderful and I love him, too. I can’t leave him now.” His eyes softened and he wrapped me in his arms and whispered into my hair, “It’s ok. It’s ok. It’s ok.” And…I woke up. Three times in a week he’s been in my dreams and he hasn’t been here that much in the last four and a half years. I think it’s because I’ve brought Mr. FixIt here to Colorado…turf that, up until now, belonged to Mr. Virgo and me.

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It was still dark…the first hint of daylight tinting the eastern sky. I lay there quietly, listening to the soft breathing of this wonderful man I have come to love. “It’s ok. It’s ok. It’s ok.” I smiled in the darkness, snuggled closer, and went back to sleep.

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We were up bright and early yesterday. Lots to do…doctor’s appointment and pick up the replacement thermostat (it’s still not in after two more stops in the RV dealer). We went out for breakfast then stopped to visit Mr. Virgo’s grave. I left one of the painted rocks that I’ve found recently that said “I love your smile!” It made ME smile. Then I took Mr. FixIt up to Rifle Falls State Park. In all the years I lived here, I had never been there. We hiked up to the top, took lots of pictures, and headed back to town to take my brother out to dinner again. Afterwards, we stopped at the grocery store and ran into Rob and Jordan, two young men from Virginia who had built this funky trailer from scratch and are on a five month trek across the country. They have a YouTube channel called Fantasy Jive ( www.youtube.com/channel/U… ) What an adventure!

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A trip to Lowe’s rounded out the day. We needed some wire connectors and wire stripper for the thermostat project. With the groceries put away, we finally had time to sit in our new chairs and listen to the river rushing through the canyon as the sun set. We stayed the last two nights at Glenwood Canyon Resort…one of the most beautiful places to camp in Colorado, in my opinion. While the sites are rather close together, there’s nothing like sitting and staring up at the steep canyon walls directly across the river from your campsite. Trains run through the canyon at all hours, but if you’re like me, they make you smile.

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Today we break camp and head on to our next stop on this adventure. Stay tuned to see what we are up to next!❤️

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“And I will ask the Father, and he will give you another advocate to help you and be with you forever— the Spirit of truth. The world cannot accept him, because it neither sees him nor knows him. But you know him, for he lives with you and will be in you.”\n‭‭John‬ ‭14:16-17‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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“Eula Faye” is my F-150…a beauty for sure, but she lacks guts. As I figured, climbing these mountains pulling TOW-Wanda was brutal and pushed her to her limits. I watched fearfully as the transmission temperature steadily climbed, maxing out at 232 degree. I immediately moved off the side of the highway and let her cool back down to her baseline of 194 before starting again. Consequently, it was a very long drive to our campsite on the Western Slope. It was 94 degrees when we unhooked at 3:00. I went in to start the air conditioner to start cooling off the camper when It wouldn’t work…again. It just so happens, we are camping 27 miles from the RV dealer where I bought this camper so I immediately called to see if they were open. We drove straight over and arrived 15 minutes before closing time. We took the old thermostat with us and they ordered us the replacement part. It will arrive by noon today.

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I don’t like to say bad things about a business because they could just be having an off day or maybe here was a miscommunication. As we left town yesterday, we stopped at Camper World to get a replacement thermostat as they are a Starcraft Dealer. There were three men behind the parts counter and I got three different answers. The general consensus was the part is obsolete. I couldn’t imagine that to be true as this is a 2015 camper. The young guy went back in the back and brought a thermostat us and said, “This will work.” I looked at the thermostat and back at him. My thermostat has a six wire harness. The one he brought up was nine. When I pointed this out he said, “Just don’t hook up three of them.” Right. I ignored him and turned to the one closest to me who was at least tying to help me by looking up the actual part number. Then he told me it wasn’t in his computer so it must be obsolete. I asked him if the company who manufactured the thermostat had a replacement part number. He had no idea how to contact them. Finally, I excused myself, spent fifteen minutes researching on Google and found the approved replacement thermostat from RVUpgrades.com. I did buy two padded club chairs that are much more comfortable than the ones I bought last winter. Then I left.

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Hopefully the new part from the dealer on the Western Slope will work and we’ll have the AC back. Fortunately, the temperature cooled off enough to made sleeping more comfortable, and it is supposed to cool off later in the week.

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We took my brother to dinner last night. It was so, so good to see him! We’ll visit again today. I know this isn’t a profound and insightful post. My trip posts are just there to let you know what I’m up to, places I think you might be interested in, and the wonderful people I meet along the way. Like Rick…the helpful hardware man at Ace. Rick has been following Marshmallow Ranch for at least two years. When I pulled into the neighborhood Ace store yesterday to top off my propane tanks, Rick came out to help me and greet me with a great big hug! He was so excited to meet Mr. FixIt. We stood and visited for quite some time. When I came back out from paying for the propane, he asked if he could pray with us for safety for our trip and blessings for our relationship. I went to the truck and got Mr. Fixit and we stood right there in the parking lot of the Ace Hardware and prayed together. It was very touching. So, even though the truck struggled, even though the AC wouldn’t work, even though it was hot and sticky trying to sleep…I let it all roll off me like water off a duck’s back. Blessings abound! ❤️

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“For where two or three gather in my name, there am I with them.””\n‭‭Matthew‬ ‭18:20‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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Located sixty-five miles north of Denver, Fort Collins is a bustling college town with plenty to see and do. Shopping, restaurants and abundant recreational opportunities will keep you occupied for days. We gathered as a family to cheer on our oldest grandchild as she competed in the State Swim Meet. She did very well, carving time off her personal bests. Her greatest competition is herself. She is humble and hard working. It was a joy and honor to attend and watch the young woman she is becoming.

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We all stayed in the Historic Timnath Hotel located just across I-25 in the little village of Timnath. Now a private residence, this lovely building has been lovingly restored and was quite comfortable to stay in and cook our meals. You can rent it on Air B&B. I am so grateful to have such a loving extended family. We especially enjoyed sitting out on the balcony talking till late as we enjoyed the cool of the evening.

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Last night, the rest of the family came over and fifteen of us celebrated the 88th birthday of the matriarch of the family. It was such a delight! Today we head to the mountains for a week of camping. I’m a little nervous about pulling the camper up real mountains with this truck. I’ll feel much better when I get this first day behind me. We need to stop at Camping World and buy a new thermostat for the air conditioner. It has become unreliable. I did manage to get it to work by using a can of compressed air to clean out any dust and dirt that has accumulated on the switch contacts. But there is nothing worse than arriving at a campground in the heat of July or August only to discover the AC isn’t working. Better to just fix it.

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I hope you have a Happy Monday! ❤️

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“You’ll travel safely, you’ll neither tire nor trip. You’ll take afternoon naps without a worry, you’ll enjoy a good night’s sleep. No need to panic over alarms or surprises, or predictions that doomsday’s just around the corner, Because GOD will be right there with you; he’ll keep you safe and sound.”\n‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭3:23-26‬ ‭MSG‬‬

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I’ve known Mr. FixIt for nearly fifty years. He’s gregarious and fun and funny. He’s everyone’s best friend and, just like me, he has never known a stranger. He fits into every crowd, can talk on a number of subjects, and always has something to contribute to conversations. When I found myself with the opportunity to be in a relationship with my long time friend, of course I jumped at the chance. I had no doubt that he would fit right into my family. It’s like he’s always been a part of us and I couldn’t be happier. You know, Mr. Virgo wasn’t my first marriage. There were two before him. My daughter laughs and calls me Elizabeth…as in Taylor. It wasn’t my plan to have this many men in my life. It was my destiny.

Yesterday was the best day! Family time, time spent exploring Fort Collins, and then the other grandparents joined us in the afternoon. My daughter and son-in-law went to a wedding and the grandparents and grandchildren stayed home and cooked a nice dinner. Afterwards we all sat on the deck and visited as the sun set. We watched the bats come out and pick off the mosquitoes. We watched the neighborhood rabbits forage in the overgrown yard of an abandoned house across the street. Just after dusk, we heard the calls of a pack of coyotes beyond the river. The oppressive heat of the day gave way to the first cool breeze of the night and we all breathed a collective sigh of relief. I try to spend every moment I can sitting outdoors when the weather permits it. Winters seem so dreadfully long when I can’t go out after dark and enjoy the front porch.

Today is an action packed day of fun with the grandchildren then we head back to Denver to prepare for our camping adventure that begins on Monday. I can’t wait to tell you about the campgrounds and all the sites we will be visiting in the coming week. I get to see my brother and my friends and make more introductions. I am so blessed! ❤️

“These commandments that I give you today are to be on your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.”
Deuteronomy 6:6-7 NIV

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I get the biggest kick out of showing people places they’ve never seen…especially when it’s a place I love so much. Colorado was my home for forty years and it’s truly spectacular. Mr. FixIt has never been here so I’m having a blast watching him explore. Yesterday we went up to Rocky Mountain National Park. We no sooner got there till the skies opened up and a major thunderstorm blew in. I pulled into the parking area at Sheep Lake and turned off the engine. Mr. FixIt asked what we were looking at. I pointed up high in the mountains and said, “See that lightning? That’s where we’re going. I’m going to wait till it breaks up a bit.” He looked up at the high peaks and I could read a lot on his face. “Cool!” “Man, that’s high!” “I’ve got the coolest girlfriend on the planet!” Well, ok…I could be projecting that last part. lol

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Once the storm let up a little, we proceeded on through the park and turned right to go up Old Fall River Road. To me, that’s the only way to approach Trail Ridge Road from the east. We drove past the site where the flash flood several years ago brought down an alluvial fan for the record books. Shortly after the falls at the fan, you jog to the right and start up the mountain on a narrow, single lane dirt road with no guard rails. Majesty comes into view at every turn, be it waterfalls or sheer drop offs, abundant wildlife or above-treeline vistas. Mr. FixIt said his neck hurt from flipping his head back and forth trying to take it all in. The road is seven-and-a-half miles long and with all the stops and pulling over to let the faster cars by, it took five hours. But, that included a stop for coffee at the restaurant at the top of Trail Ridge Road. It was 49 degrees and really windy at the top. You seriously feel like you’re on top of the world up there. Mr. FixIt was beside himself!

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We are staying with my kids, grandkids, and son-in-law’s parents in a historic hotel and have the whole place to ourselves. We got back in time last night to grill burgers and have salad and corn on the cob. Summer is such a wonderful time of year. Mr. FixIt kept thanking me all day for showing him such a good time. It is so incredibly sweet when you’re on the happy side of life, isn’t it? To be appreciated…and told so??? What a gift that we get to give away to each other! Life is so good! ❤️

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“In his hand are the depths of the earth, and the mountain peaks belong to him.”\n‭‭Psalm‬ ‭95:4‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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Sometimes it takes a couple days of cogitation before I recognize a sign. You’ve heard me say many times that Mr. Virgo sends me birds to let me know he is near. Strictly speaking, souls in Heaven have no connection to us here on earth. Dogma dictates our loved ones cannot see or contact us. I can’t quote you a scripture to support this, but I would not doubt there is one. That being said, since the Discovery Channel has not sent a team of investigators and a film crew to the other side and brought back photographic evidence of what Heaven is like, I prefer to believe our loved ones can and do watch out for us. It gives me hope. I physically saw Mr. Virgo’s spirit leave his body. I know for a fact the spiritual realm is real. Therefore, I believe he sends me birds.

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The first such occurrence happened early on after Mr. Virgo died unexpectedly of a heart attack. It was late summer and I had recently returned from my three month sojourn in the wilderness and backroads of Colorado. For the first eighteen months, I brought a good sized rock to place around the perimeter of Mr. Virgo’s grave. I had just placed several rocks from my trip and sat back in the car next to his grave so I could get out of the sun. I was overcome with grief and laid my head on the steering wheel and sobbed…that loud, raspy, snotty cry that comes in the early weeks and months after such a profound loss. As I started to regain some control, I heard a bird…fairly close…singing. I looked to my left, and there…on the boundary post not three feet from me…was a mountain bluebird. He was looking straight at me, singing his bluebird song, and tilting his head this way and that as he watched me…intently. I held my breath, afraid to move because I didn’t want to scare him away. He stayed there for the longest time, then finally flew off into a thicket across the road.

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For months, every time I went to the cemetery, bluebirds would come. First one, then two…then five, eight, twelve! Flocks of bluebirds! One warm spring day a year after Mr. Virgo’s death, I had the door open and my feet propped up on the door handle. Suddenly, three bluebirds swooped down and landed on the top of the open door. Two more flew in and rested on the side view mirror. I was stunned! As I traveled, birds would come sit near me. One morning in Missouri, as I was programming my GPS, I heard a tap, tap, tapping on the driver’s side window. I looked and there was a goldfinch sitting on the little edge of door, tapping on the glass. This has continued on and on…for four and a half years.

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Saturday night, I had a dream. A nightmare, really. Mr. Virgo is seldom in my dreams. As a matter of fact, my dream life has largely vanished since his death. But Saturday night, he came and sat on my bed. He looked at me and said he was leaving. I woke up in tears. It felt like a “breaking up with you” kind of leaving. It tugged at the far corners of the abandonment issues I have largely put to rest. It didn’t feel good and made me a little sad. Then, Sunday night…the owls came. Two BIG Great Horned Owls…in the daylight…in a highly urban area…50 feet from me. They sat there in the tree for twenty minutes or so…softly hooting…when first one, then the other, soared on silent wings off to another area. It didn’t really occur to me that Mr. Virgo could have sent those owls…until the second dream.

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Sunday night, he came again. This time he was…softer somehow. Hazy. Ethereal. His voice was thinner…farther off. Again, Mr. Virgo told me he was going away. This time it felt…kinder, gentler. I woke up and lay there in the dark. This didn’t feel like abandonment. This felt like putting the binding on a quilt, tucking the ends in neat and tidy before placing the anchor stitch. Mr. Virgo was saying goodbye. I’ve felt him with me many times in the last four and a half years. Little has seen him. She told me every time he looks at me, he smiles. She was six at the time. I think he knows I’m really, truly ok. I think he knows I’m safe with Mr. FixIt. I think he knows he doesn’t have to watch over me anymore. Does this mean my grief is “over”? No…it means it’s morphed into yet another form. This shape-shifting beast has been largely tamed at this point. It will raise its head every now and again, but for the most part…it is healed. Scarred, but healed. Maybe this has more to do with ME letting go.

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I will always notice the birds and I will smile in remembrance. But, I will never again think of them as coming from Mr. Virgo. ❤️

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“Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.”\n‭‭Hebrews‬ ‭4:16‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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Dear God in Heaven…thank you for bringing this small human into my life! She and her sister are the delights of my life. Yesterday was our semi-annual “Nana and Little’s Day of Fun!” Each grandchild gets to pick and choose what they want to do with Nana, where and what they want to eat, and how the day and night will play out. Big is thirteen now so we pretty much go shopping and have lunch although last summer she did want to go to the Denver Aquarium with me. Little is only ten and she is still all about the fun we can have. Her day is always centered around shopping, doing a craft or baking, and a sleepover in TOW-Wanda. She told everyone at the mall what the significance of the day was and what we’ve done and what we’re going to do. She’s like me…gregarious, funny, creative. Her sister is the thinker, brilliant, caring…strong and tender.

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Little always comes up with the funniest things. She is deep and profound and hilariously, seriously funny. Our first stop was 2nd & Charles…a bookstore where you can sell or trade your old books, movies, CD’s…even vinyl. There are three bins out front filled with free stuff. Yesterday, I picked up a book by Michael Moore, a cookbook with gluten free recipes, a Dr. Who Christmas Ornament still in the box, and Audubon’s Field Guide on Insects and Spiders of North America. Not a bad haul. As little and I rummaged through what was left in the bins, she came across a coloring activity sheet from either a Sunday School or Vacation Bible School. Jesus was standing with several children and someone had placed a sticker over his mouth. Little turned to me and said…“Nana…I can’t tell if this is Jesus or a Jedi.” For some reason that just totally cracked us both up and the more we laughed, the funnier it got. Joy…sheer joy. This is my reward for being puked on at 3:00am…for putting up with a sassy pants teenaged girl…for the pain of letting her grow and get married and move to the opposite end of the country. This. This sweet child and her sister.

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Last night was dinner out with the other grandparents and a viewing of the first Harry Potter movie with popcorn. We “camped” in the driveway in TOW-Wanda. This morning is church with my girl. My heart is so full. ❤️

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“Children’s children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.”\n‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭17:6‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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OMGosh! I thought it was going to take forever to get here. With the long drive day on Monday, I was sure hoping today would go better. My good friend Diane called me Monday night and said, “I’m waiting to read about the fun part in this. Why on earth are you doing this if it’s so miserable?” And, my answer depends on when you ask. If you would have asked me Monday evening, I’d be hard pressed to come up with a good reason. But, if you asked me Thursday and Friday when I was camping with my gal pals, I’d tell you that’s the best. And if you ask me right this minute while TOW-Wanda is tucked in the shade at Ben and Sue’s house and my grandkids are here, I’d tell you this is the best. And, on the 24th, when Mr. FixIt and I head to the high country to camp for a week, I’ll tell you that’s the best. I will tell you this…the very worst day pulling a camper cross-country through Kansas in July at 103 degrees with no air conditioning STILL beats the very best day at work…hands down!

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Yesterday wasn’t as windy so the trailer wasn’t getting buffeted around so it was a much easier drive. It wasn’t quite so hot. It was a relatively short drive day. And, I slept eleven hours Monday night so I was rearing to go! I love a road trip…even when things don’t always go smoothly. It presents me with opportunities to work out problems on my own. And, even though I have this wonderful man in my life now, I’ll still be traveling on my own sometimes. It’s what I do. I’m not giving that part of my new life away. I’m accommodating Mr. FixIt INTO my new life, just as he is accommodating me into his.

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As I was driving along yesterday morning, I finally came across a Starbucks that was easily accessible. Yay! But what I found in the truck stop store was a bigger WOW! I love those big truck stop stores. They always have hard-to-find accessories. When I was in the wreck in February, everything made it out of my truck except the piece that attaches my Garmin GPS to the windshield. I had jury rigged something that sort of worked until the afternoon sun melted the adhesive. I found the replacement piece in that truck stop store yesterday and I was ecstatic! Problem solved. And, this mount is even better than the original! Score!

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I’m really looking forward to some lay-low days with family this week. I want to thank God first and foremost for travel mercies and thank all of you for your prayers and love and light sent out for my protection. I didn’t even see a single fender bender. God is the best and you all are, too! ❤️

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“Here’s what will happen. While you’re out among the nations where GOD has dispersed you and the blessings and curses come in just the way I have set them before you, and you and your children take them seriously and come back to GOD, your God, and obey him with your whole heart and soul according to everything that I command you today, GOD, your God, will restore everything you lost; he’ll have compassion on you; he’ll come back and pick up the pieces from all the places where you were scattered. No matter how far away you end up, GOD, your God, will get you out of there and bring you back to the land your ancestors once possessed. It will be yours again. He will give you a good life and make you more numerous than your ancestors.”\n‭‭Deuteronomy‬ ‭30:1-5‬ ‭MSG‬‬

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When I hooked up my camper Sunday night at the Kan-Do Kampground in Montgomery City, Missouri, the temp was in the 90’s and I was hot and tired. However, no matter what I tried, the air conditioning in TOW-Wanda would not come on. Therefore, the only things I had to cool me off were two fans and the exhaust fan in the bathroom. That drew the heat out somewhat, but still, I didn’t get to sleep till around midnight. I woke up at 2:30 yesterday morning and try as I might, further sleep eluded me. I laid there till the sky started to lighten around 5:00 then I got up and started putting stuff away, got dressed, closed the windows, and unhooked the camper from the water and electric. I pulled out at 6:15 and headed east in the cool of the day…73 degrees. It was rather windy on the plains so my top speed was 55 most of the day. Gas/pit stops were brief and I finally pulled into a rest area around 12:30 to stretch out for a 30 minute power nap. Only problem was…it was 92 degrees by then and the camper was stifling. All of a sudden, I had a brilliant idea. Gail, one of the Girl Campers had a little fan she let me borrow the second night at Beaver Creek State Park when I didn’t have electricity. The fan had a small drawer that you put ice in and the air cooled as it blew over it. I went to my freezer in my camper, took out two frozen bottles of water and a frozen cooler insert and sat them in front of my battery powered fan. It worked like a charm and offered me about 30 minutes of cool air which was delightful. Once I started losing the chill, I popped everything back in the freezer, put the fan away, and got back on the road. I drove till 4:30pm and just didn’t have it in me to go another five hours from Hays, Kansas to the Denver suburbs. I pulled into a name-brand hotel, negotiated my best deal, parked the camper, and was safely ensconced in my room by 5:00…a bubble bath drawn. The temperature was a staggering 100 degrees and I refused to take the chance of finding a campsite and not having AC. The campsites aren’t great out here anyway. I brought some food in from the kitchen in the camper and wrote this early so I could roost with the chickens. Today is another day. I’ll get there rested instead of having to sleep all day. Today is Daughter #1’s birthday!!! The truck and camper did fine yesterday, but I had forgotten how much work this big camper is to pull. I’m looking forward to having the little vintage camper refurbished and I can take it instead of this big one. I’ll catch up with you tomorrow! Thank you, Lord…for the travel mercies thus far. ❤️

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“in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.”\n‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭3:6‬ ‭NIV‬

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I received a private message yesterday from a reader asking what tow vehicle I use and what model of camper I tow. She has followed my blog for quite some time and is thinking of downsizing and taking off in a camper. While that is exactly what I did, hindsight is 20/20 and there are things I would have done differently had I known then what I know now. No huge regrets, but some remorse.

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First, if I would have known I was not going to actually be living in my camper for the rest of my life, I don’t think I would have bought such a big travel trailer. Mine is 29.5’ long, so with my truck, I’m at 40’. Not an insignificant length when running around in traffic. Plus, I really miss the original 16’ TOW-Wanda. I was far more inclined to pack up and go somewhere with the little camper than I am with the big one. It’s a much bigger ordeal towing this behemoth. That being said, I have two months booked in state parks in Florida in February and March next year so the extra room will feel welcome on a long term trip.

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Now, my tow vehicle. My old truck had a 373 rear axle ratio which provided a lot of torque when towing. Torque equals power and ease in towing and it’s better for the transmission. I let the guy at the Ford dealer convince me the 331 that I bought would be fine. It’s on the lower end of adequate and I wish I would have held out for a 352 rear axle ratio at the least. But, I wouldn’t trade a Ford F-150 for anything. I love that make and model and it’s so comfortable. I got up to 19.4mpg coming down here and I consider that great for a truck of this size.

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Stuff. I do NOT miss my stuff. I kept what was truly important to me, and even that is too much. I got rid of 95% of my personal belongings and I can guarantee you I never would have gotten rid of a thing had I stayed where I was. I would have just continued to accumulate more and more till I was buried in it. I’m so much lighter and freer now. I am so blessed to have the opportunity to live on the family farm right now but I have to remain ever watchful that I don’t continue to accumulate stuff. I don’t ever want to be in the position again where my stuff becomes overwhelming and unmanageable.

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My house. Ahhhh….here’s where I have remorse. If I could have done anything differently, it would probably be renting my house out instead of selling it. While it DID have a mortgage that wouldn’t be paid off till I was 90, the mortgage payment was right around $800 a month and I could have easily rented it for twice that much. That being said, if I hadn’t have sold the house, I couldn’t have gotten the bigger camper. Without the bigger camper, I wouldn’t have moved home to West Virginia. And if I hadn’t have moved home, I wouldn’t have reconnected with my amazing circle of friends and family that I enjoy so much. I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to spend two winters on the banks of the Ohio River. I wouldn’t have gone to so many wonderful concerts, kayaked, biked, and really discovered a West Virginia I didn’t know. THe trade off has been large stretches away from my daughters and grandchildren which is difficult but I try to make up for it when I go to Colorado to visit.

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All things considered, while hindsight is 20/20, I am still quite satisfied with this life I’ve chosen to live. It has turned out differently than I imagined it three years ago, but it’s a beautiful life, nonetheless. My advice to you, if you are considering doing what I did and chucking it all for a life on the road, is this…carefully consider all your options. Really work on a two-, five-, and ten-year plan. If you can swing it at all without losing your biggest asset, then keep the house and rent it out for supplemental income. If not, always have a viable Plan B (and C, D, and E) in place. We cannot take our health, the state of the world, and our own personal economy for granted. That being said, if you can work out all the details, absolutely go for it!!! I’ve actually LIVED more in the last three years than I have my entire life! ❤️

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“Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”\n‭‭Philippians‬ ‭3:13-14‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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I have arrived safely in Colorado. Let's face it...it takes forever to get anywhere from West Virginia. Five hour drive Monday, ten hours in airports and planes yesterday! It's snowing as I write this at 11:00 last night. I'm not going to be able to keep my eyes open to write tonight...forgive me. I'll be back tomorrow! ❤️
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While I don’t relish snow and cold, I’m leaving soon to go see my family in Colorado. A Colorado Christmas is a beautiful thing, especially with grandchildren around. They’re getting so big! That’s the hardest thing about being away from them…seeing how fast they grow. My heart is torn…I truly feel “home” in two places so I have to split my time. And for now, home base is in West Virginia.

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I’ve been watching with great sorrow as the Smokies burn. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve “almost” gone camping in the Smoky Mountains only to change my mind and now they will be scarred for the rest of my lifetime. The mountains you see in this picture have burned…twice in the time I lived there. I will never forget the Storm King Fire that took 14 firefighters. Young smokejumpers based out of Oregon. The fire started as one small pine that was struck by lightning on a Wednesday. That night, you could see a little wisp of smoke up there and we were all alarmed but we were told they were just going to let it burn itself out. Three days later, the hot, dry winds blew the fire into a conflagration the likes of which I had never seen. The sky was black and the sun was a dim red dot. The young firefighters were working below a ridge line when the winds shifted and they could not outrun the flames to the top. It was a terrible tragedy. A few years later, the Coal Seam Fire erupted in much the same place. I was the last car allowed to drive west through South Canyon. The flames actually arced over the highway and the river and hit the hillside to the north of the interstate like a tremendous fiery arch over my car. I was immediately engulfed in thick smoke and ash. I was too frightened to stop and too terrified to keep going. Fortunately, I got through it in maybe fifty feet. I cannot imagine what these people are going through. My prayers are with them. I have family there as well as my agent, Italia.

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After the wildfires in Colorado, they flew helicopters overhead and sprayed a mixture of seeds and fertilizer and reseeded the mountainsides. And, within a couple of years, the only evidence of the fires were the crooked, blackened skeletons of piñon pine, cedar, and scrub oak. Our greenery is scarce to begin with in the Rockies. It’s not like the lush, green deciduous forests in the east and south. That will take generations to come back.

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The fact there are forest fires this late in the year in a typically wet, humid area of the country is alarming to me. Pray for rain or snow to come quench these fires and save what’s left. Pray for the families of the victims. Pray for the survivors whose every belonging is gone.

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And now, for some good news…Bernie can hear! I watched a live video feed Wednesday as they activated my former father-in-law’s cochlear implant. It will take a while for his brain to catch up and process the sounds correctly. I cried as I watched his face light up when he heard my daughter’s voice as she told him his children were watching from all over the country. Thank you for your thoughts and prayers. They were greatly appreciated. ❤️

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“Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but not with God; all things are possible with God.””\n‭‭Mark‬ ‭10:27‬ ‭NIV‬‬

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I seldom look back at what I've let go of. Mostly because of fear that I'll regret the decisions I've made and what's done is done. I recently learned my old next door neighbor sold her house and moved on. Yesterday, I was telling a friend about my former home and it set me to thinking about the space I shared with Mr. Virgo.

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I bought my home after I separated from my second husband. It was the perfect size to share with my teenaged daughter. With three bedrooms and two and a half baths, I knew I was blessed to have such a lovely space to live in. As a single mom, I wanted our home to be cozy and inviting. It was girly and sweet. Flowers bedecked the top of each window. Green and white striped sofas and large overstuffed chairs, quilts, crocks, and antiques gave a shabby chic atmosphere that begged you to curl up with a good book and a warm throw. Tea pots and mismatched cups nurtured your soul with the warm elixir of the gods. It was my first sanctuary. My grieving place after losing a twenty year marriage I didn't want to let go of. It was where I began to find myself and become the woman Mr. Virgo admired.

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When I invited this new man into my world five years after I bought my house, my décor was tired. I was outgrowing the cutesy-ness of it. And Mr. Virgo patiently waited for me to suggest we do some updating. Six months went by without me saying anything about all the sweetness and flowery ruffles around him, when finally he broke.

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One day, Mr. Virgo and I were watching TV and he said, \"Baby doll...have you ever considered redecorating in here?\"

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I put my book down and looked around...with MY eyes and didn't see what he was getting at. Then I looked at him and back at the décor with HIS eyes and saw it. The cacophony of patterns and colors must have wreaked havoc on his Virgo sensibilities.

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\"Well, I hadn't thought much about it, but I'll bet we can turn this place into something that reflects us both.\"

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He beamed. Finally, he was going to get to see something that didn't look like it just stepped out of a Laura Ashley catalog! A friend of mine was selling her large home in a fancy subdivision and was not taking her furniture. I loved her stuff and when I learned she was selling it, I grabbed Mr. Virgo and went right over. He loved it just as much as I did and the week after we were married, we set about making this house OUR home.

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When I made the decision to move to WV to care for my elderly aunt, I knew I could not keep all this stuff. It didn't make fiscal sense to pay to store it. Especially since I had no idea how long I'd be gone. Besides, I was selling the house and who knew if I was ever going to own another one. I took lots of pictures of that beautiful home before I dismantled it and distributed the contents to family, friends, and charity organizations. I look at these pictures and it's a museum. The Memorial Museum of Mr. Virgo. I only miss it in the way that I miss him in the picture. This is just stuff. HE was what made it beautiful. Without him, it became stuff again.

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It WAS indeed beautiful. But it lost its life with Mr. Virgo's last breath. It lost its allure. I've been thinking about decorating the farm house here and making it homey. I daydream about how cute I can make it. And maybe I'll pick things up from estate sales and auctions here and there as I live here. In the meantime, I'm comfortable with my memories.

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“My people will live in peaceful dwelling places, in secure homes, in undisturbed places of rest.”

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The thermometer at the bank read 102° as I pulled into Delta. The sharp glare of the late July sun glinted off the glass of the passing cars creating a kaleidoscope on the walls of the tired storefronts. A group of brown-haired children played in the dusty lot near an old antique store, their skin the color of beechnuts from countless hours of summer fun. I adjusted the radio and \"Old Black Dodge\" by Sean Rowe came on. I looked up from the dial and something caught my eye.

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Cars. Old, dusty, rusty cars. A whole row of them in an empty lot off to my right. I pulled into the next available parking spot and walked the two blocks back to get a closer look. I love cars. I don't know a ton about them but oh, I love cars...especially old cars. My grandpa had an old Model A Ford that he converted into a farm truck. I loved that thing. It didn't have a muffler and the clutch was really tricky. He let me drive it once in a while. That mish-mash of a truck instilled the love of rusty junk in my heart.

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I got to the lot full of old cars and noted their cracked windshields, rusty red fenders with flecks of the original paint colors still clinging to them, horsehair and excelsior barely covered with shreds of dingy brown upholstery. Printed in the lower corner of each windshield in red wax pencil was the simple direction \"Do not raise the hoods!\" It made me curious as to what one might find if one was wont to disobedience. I didn't touch.

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A young man was there photographing these ancient relics...ghosts of a time when post-war bobbie soxers cruised the streets on a Saturday night with Rock Around the Clock by Bill Haley & His Comets blaring from the radio. The young man turned to me and broke into a huge, little boy grin and said, \"You'll never find so many of these babies in one place...anywhere!\" You'd think he'd invented cool. He turned around for one last shot then ambled back up the street to his car.

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I went down the line and read every make and model thinking maybe the details would miraculously stick with me. But, no...I know makes like Ford, Plymouth, Oldsmobile. But models and details are lost on me. I see these rusty hunks of metal as works of are...sculptures silently disappearing back into the earth. And, on this day in the sweltering heat of Western Colorado, I stood and paid homage to a simpler time...a simpler world. A time when there was dignity and honor and respect among the citizenry. When children were safe and elders revered. When cars were sturdy and your dad could work on them.

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Finally, the heat got the better of me and it was time to move on from this trip down memory lane...the dusty old bones of an era long gone left shimmering in a little town called Delta.

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“I will give you every place where you set your foot, as I promised Moses.”

\nJoshua 1:3 NIV\n
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Hotter than blue blazes yesterday so Little and I escaped to the high country. Redstone, Colorado is an old mining town. There's a castle there. Formerly known as Cleveholm Manor, Redstone Castle is a treasure. The mansion was built by a coal baron for his East Coast city wife or she wouldn't join him in this wild and wooly land. Nowadays, Redstone Castle can be rented out for special events and tours are given regularly. I went to a party there once that was quite memorable.

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There was a band playing in the park last evening. Dr. Robert is a Beatles tribute band I really enjoy. The drummer is Hubby #2's wife's son. Convoluted connection, but always fun to hear live music in the park. There is a shaded playground by the park so Little made friends with every kid in the area and played for hours. She goes back to her mama today. The only thing we didn't do that she wanted was rafting and the zipline. She's still a little short for that. We'll do that another time.

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Now I have a week to get things done before I head back east. I have several appointments and friends to visit while I'm here. I'll spend some quality time with my brother. I'll head back to Denver Saturday and spend my last full day with my family before I hit the road. And then, this part of The Grand Adventure is over. It all passes so quickly.

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I stood on the front porch of the cabin last night with Little. She said, \"Nana, this was an extraordinary trip.\" I smiled at her choice of words. I said, \"More extraordinary than New York?\" She looked pensive and said, \"Welllll...it's tough to beat New York.\" Yes, doll...I know. But this was pretty darned extraordinary if you ask me!

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“You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.”

\nPsalm 16:11 NIV\n
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A day full of self-care is all it takes to make the difference between a roller coaster spinning out of control and smooth sailing. First, thank you for all your words of encouragement yesterday. They help more than you know. I do have to remind myself that it's just been three years. I'm still actively grieving. And, as my sweet friend Jamie points out to me...no amount of busy distraction and exercise can keep me from the work at hand.

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My family heard me. I explained where I am in this journey and that I really do try to do my best. And, my \"best\" varies with the wind. They were understanding, loving, and supportive. I didn't go to Water World and sit in the heat. I worked on my book proposal till mid-afternoon. Then I took a nap. I met the kids for dinner and then my older daughter and I went out to a movie. It was a day of self-care and love and peace and I felt SO much better afterward. Sometimes you just have to take this one day at a time.

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I'm staying home today and writing. I finished the chapter summaries yesterday. Today I work on the book summary...sort of a \"Cliff Notes\" version. I'm so excited! I really want this part done so I can move on to the manuscript. This is quite a process!

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“The Lord replied, “My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.””

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Photo Credit: omgcutethings.com

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Dillon Reservoir....knee deep in June!!!! Seriously, can it get any better than this??? Nothing but love! ❤️

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Officer's Gulch

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Copper Mountain...stellar day!!!

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Yay!!!!

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I spent yesterday afternoon browsing the Wyeth exhibit at the Denver Art Museum. I've always admired Andrew Wyeth's work but was unfamiliar with that of his son, Jamie. Having been trained by his own father, Andrew Wyeth went on to train Jamie, so it is no surprise there are similarities in their styles. I took the auditory tour as I do like to hear the back story of certain pieces of art. This particular tour was a delight as there was quite a bit of audio commentary by the artists themselves thus giving a glimpse into their lives and their thinking at the time a particular piece was created.

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From Jamie's pet pig, Den Den, to Andrew's stunning nude studies late in his career, this exhibit was a feast to the senses. I was not wrong when I stated that Western Ohio - Eastern Indiana made me feel I was walking through an Andrew Wyeth painting, even though both artists painted in Pennsylvania and the rocky coast of Maine.

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Whenever I come out of an art exhibit, play, opera, musical, concert, or symphony, I walk with a different step...a new perspective, a renewed sense of purpose, an urgency to create some sort of legacy of my own. This always changes something deep within me...a paradigm shift. If you have the opportunity, I would definitely recommend a trip to your nearest art museum or gallery this weekend. Give your brain some soul food and devour some art.

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❤️

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“He has filled them with skill to do all kinds of work as engravers, designers, embroiderers in blue, purple and scarlet yarn and fine linen, and weavers—all of them skilled workers and designers.”

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We went out to the movies last night to see \"Joy\", the biopic loosely based on the life and career of Joy Mangano, creator of the Magic Mop as well as 100 other patented items sold on QVC and HSN. As I watched the movie unfold, it reminded me of my foray in the invention arena.

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I was a single mother in the late '70s, supporting myself and my firstborn working as an X-Ray Tech at Spaulding Rehab Hospital. I was faced with x-raying disabled patients and, as the only person in my department, I had to enlist the aid of an orderly or family member to lift the patient up on the table for filming. This was risky on many levels....injury to the patient, radiation exposure to the person holding the film, and general discomfort. I came up with a device to enable me to x-ray patients while seated in a wheelchair which was safer and more cost effective.

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I submitted the design for a statewide competition for advances in radiology and won the Lewis Mechanical Award in 1979. I had prototypes made, found some venture capital, and set out to get a patent. The first patent search came back with two or three designs that were similar in parts but not in application. Still, similar enough to not be able to get approval. We prosecuted the patent, but it was rejected a second time. In the meantime, my investors sent me to Picker X-Ray Corporation in Cleveland to meet with the purchaser to carry the \"Hemi-daptor\" in their accessory catalogue. They loved the idea and wanted to sell it, but I chickened out. I was afraid of being sued if I didn't have a patent. It was really interesting going through that process and I've often wondered how different my live might have been had it been successful.

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It also reminds me of the process I'm going through now....the growth and development of Marshmallow Ranch and writing and publishing my books. This is shaping up to be an exciting year and I'm really looking forward to seeing the fruits of my labor.

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PS...don't forget, if you are in the Cincinnati area, I'm co-hosting a Salon this Sunday, 2-4pm. See the event on this page for details.

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“and he has filled him with the Spirit of God, with wisdom, with understanding, with knowledge and with all kinds of skills— to make artistic designs for work in gold, silver and bronze, to cut and set stones, to work in wood and to engage in all kinds of artistic crafts.”

\nExodus 35:31-33 NIV\n
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The Denver Fly Fishing Show was SO much fun. It's always wonderful to get to know new Sisters and catch up with those you haven't seen in a while. Becky Clarke and Maurrie Sussman, real life sisters and Sisters #2 & #1 respectively, were there and got to sit in on some of the NYTimes photo shoot. When Kerry Hannon interviewed me this week, she asked me what I did right in the weeks and months after Mr. Virgo died. My answer was choosing my financial advisor, writing my blog, and joining Sisters on the Fly. These women were instrumental in helping me see beyond myself and my situation. They were loving and supportive while empowering me to step outside my comfort zone. I'm proud to have nearly 7000 Sisters.
As I mentioned in the video I posted yesterday, I'm going to be writing a series for the Sisters on the Fly blog on women in transition. We have an amazingly diverse group of women in this organization and I'll be featuring some in their blog. What a really fun day!

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“A friend loves at all times.....”

\nProverbs 17:17 NIV\n
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I woke up yesterday morning to the sounds of my grandchildren. Is there anything better than that? I've missed them terribly and they've grown so much! As a matter of fact, they're past the age of squealing my name and running into my arms and that broke my heart a little bit. It's my own fault. It's the down side of being away on this adventure of healing, self-discovery, and personal growth. They'll come around once we spend more time together. We have cookies to bake. We have places to go, things to do. There are snowmen to be built and hills to sled down. And, of course, shopping for shoes! We'll be making memories, that's for sure.

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I am missing too much by being away. I'm missing milestones I can't get back. So, when this window of opportunity to write has passed, and when it's time to come back to Colorado in late spring/early summer, I'm going to make my base camp here till the girls are bigger and maybe don't need me as much. I'll still have plenty of adventures to write about. I plan to still be living full time in TOW-Wanda. I'm just going to stick a little closer to where my heart is for a while.

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“Children’s children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.”

\nProverbs 17:6 NIV\n
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I wasn't in Colorado 15 minutes this summer till my oldest said, \"When are you going to quit this ____ and come home and get a job?\" Sigh. She's young. She doesn't get it. And, she misses me. She worries about me. She hates that I'm missing so much of my grandchildren's lives. I understand. I miss them, too. And, truth be told, it's a little harder being away from them after spending so much time with them this summer. Part of that is travel-lag. I've been laying really low the last couple of days resting up. I'll be getting busier soon. The Sternwheeler Festival is this weekend. Country Living Fair is next weekend. I will probably go visit family the weekend after that and the first week of October is the Myrtle Beach trip. I have an appointment to get the truck checked. Another for some work on the trailer. So it's going to be busy again soon. Laying low is a good thing.

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But, this thing about a job keeps hovering in the back of my mind. Oh, don't get me wrong...I don't really want one of those dreadful 9 to 5 things that I suffered through all those years. But supporting the lifestyle to which I would like to be accustomed is never far from my thoughts. In the coming weeks, I'm going to go through stuff...again...and weed out the unnecessary extras. Then I'm going to figure out a way to set up my tools and start making some jewelry. That always brings in some extra cash. I'm an entrepreneurial spirit. I have some really great ideas. I just have to make them happen. I will keep you apprised of my progress.

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\"Then Micah said to him, “Live with me and be my father and priest, and I’ll give you ten shekels of silver a year, your clothes and your food.”

\nJudges 17:10\n
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Checking in...great thunderstorm last night. Rained all morning but now it's clearing. Today we are on our own till 4:00 when we have a trailer tour and Poker Run. Then wood fired pizza tonight. Tomorrow is a big day of touring. This campground reminds me of the kind of place you always wanted to go to summer camp at as a kid. Very cool! Hugs...talk to you later!!! ❤️

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I arrived at the campground safe and sound at 6:00 last night. I've decided this week is my vacation. There are going to be close to 100 Sisters on the Fly here by this evening. Cell service and Wi-Fi are spotty so...love to you all. I may check in periodically but I'm going to let my hair down and celebrate being alive! Why don't you all do the same, and we'll come back together next week and compare notes?

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Hugs!
Ginny

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When I was in Glenwood Springs this week, I met \"The Girls\" for coffee. This particular group of women have been meeting every Thursday for 30+ years. I joined them 15 years ago. They had their babies together, raised them, married them off, and became grandmothers over coffee and conversation. I sat back and listened as they discussed the upcoming marriage of yet another child. This particular daughter joined us. My oldest used to babysit for her and now she's a doctor. Time. What a slippery thing it is.

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After coffee, I joined another group of \"Girls\". This one is a knitting group that meets in the home of my beautiful \"other mother\" to bring her some sunshine. She can't get out like she used to. Here, she shows us her grandmother's postage stamp quilt. Women. Beautiful, strong women who have lived beautiful lives. They were very excited by the kayak on top of the truck. As I left, they called out cheerily, \"Enjoy your adventures!\" I love that.
As I march steadily on the path between these two age groups I realize how blessed I am. And I wanted to thank someone special. I stopped in to the alternative high school. This haven saved my younger daughter's life when she was bullied in high school. She never really fit in the mainstream and kids can be cruel. Sonja was her saving grace, her champion, her mentor. It was to Sonja that I gifted Mr. Virgo's guitar and amp. I wanted to see her bright, shiny smile and tell her I love her.

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Women. We are fragile yet strong, fallible yet indestructible. I am so proud of these women and happy to have them in my life.

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\"Lord our God, all this abundance that we have provided for building you a temple for your Holy Name comes from your hand, and all of it belongs to you.\"

\n1 Chronicles 29:16\n
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Change is good. Without it, there is no movement. A stagnant life is a boring life. Sometimes we want things to stay the same forever. First kisses. Falling in love. A sleeping baby. A lazy afternoon in the mountains sitting by a lake. But, there is only one guarantee in life and that is that things change. Sometimes with devilish rapidity. I have found the key to satisfaction in life is to slow down time which gives change a chance to catch its breath. Let it leave you alone for a little bit. One way to accomplish this is through the practice of mindfulness. This keeps you in the present moment.

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For instance, as I am writing this, I have a quilt in the dryer, I have a stack of magazines I'm breezing through in order to get rid of them. I have a couple of cabinets torn apart in my camper to reorganize before I leave next week. There are boxes to go through. I need to clean out the truck. But, at this very moment, there is a storm overhead, and I have been kicked back listening to the rain on the roof and the thunder rolling. It won't last long...it never does here in Colorado. But if I choose to slow down time and stay present, I need to set aside my afternoon chores, stretch out, close my eyes and get lost in the moment. In the mountains we forget to count the days. In the moment, we stop time...if only for a short while.

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\"“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and they come to an end without hope. Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see happiness again. The eye that now sees me will see me no longer; you will look for me, but I will be no more. As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so one who goes down to the grave does not return. He will never come to his house again; his place will know him no more.\"

\nJob 7:6-10\n
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The little in pink is my youngest when she was about 5 or 6. The little on the left is her best friend, Kiersten. She moved away at the end of the 3rd grade and we didn't find each other again till last year on FB. We reconnected when I received the news that Kiersten had been in a terrible car accident up in the mountains. She broke her neck and was paralyzed from the neck down. Her mom, Patty, came from Maine to be with her.

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After a week in the hospital, Kiersten was moved to Craig Rehabilitation Hospital in Denver and the grueling work began. She had 7 or 8 different types of therapy daily. Her injury turned out to be Brown-Sequard Syndrome where the spinal cord was stretched, bruised, and damaged...but not severed. Her paralysis slowly improved and she worked hard to get better. The weight training area was in the cafeteria. While others were sitting around talking after dinner, Kiersten would be over there lifting weights and working out. She was determined she would get better. And she did. She walks. She still writes with her right hand but has learned to do everything else with her left hand. Her right side gets tired more easily. But she is a walking miracle. We all learn from adversity that we are much stronger than we ever thought we were.

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I remember this beautiful young woman when she was just a little girl having sleepovers at our house. I read to her and told her grand bedtime stories that I made up. And last night I got to have dinner with her and her mom. On my way home, Patty texted me to say Kiersten told her after I left how much she loved me when she was little. And how she remembered those stories. Strong women from loved little girls grow. Invest in our future. Treat every child as you would treat your own. I was so touched that she remembered.

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\"I will give them an undivided heart and put a new spirit in them; I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh.\"

\nEzekiel 11:19\n
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Another successful day of fun with these awesome girls! Today was the day when they found their voices with me. I've always lived at least 3 hours away from them…sometimes further. There have been times when I didn't see them for months at a time so me living on the road doesn't change things between us. It always takes a few days of us being off on our own for them to open up and start talking. And when they do, it is such fun! Their words tumble over each other as they fight to tell me everything that's going on. That's when we put down the electronics, turn off the radio, and regale each other with stories. It's a priceless time that I treasure in the months I am away from them. I may not be with them all the time, but the time we have together is epic and memorable.

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There was one little glitch yesterday. It was only 55 when we were out on the lake! It wasn't as much fun as it could have been but the girls were troopers. Big refused to fish, but she did crafts which was an acceptable alternative. Little fished her heart out and logically surmised all the other tourists had caught all the fish so that's why she didn't catch any. There were none left. I love this girl's concrete thinking! After boating, we relaxed a while then headed to town and soaked a few hours in the hot springs. It was wonderful! A movie after dinner and it was another successful day at Camp TOW-Wanda! Today we are going horseback riding then home tomorrow. Epic!

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Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it.

\nProverbs 22:6\n
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I've failed as a Nana. This morning over breakfast, I told my grand daughters that today my goal was to make sure they were absolutely miserable. Under no circumstances were they to have fun…at all! They laughed at silly Nana. We went to the Glenwood Adventure Park to ride the rides. The country's highest altitude roller coaster is there. This picture was taken a couple hundred yards below that coaster and look how tiny the interstate is below.

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I may or may not have peed my pants on said roller coaster. You will never know. ? We did the Alpine Coaster…as close to bobsledding as you'll likely do. We did the little family coaster, as well as these swings that are attached to something like a merry go round. When they really get going, you're flying out over the edge of the canyon wall and looking down 1030 feet to the interstate below. OMGosh! I think I may have uttered some words that I had to apologize to my grandchildren for!

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We had lunch on the veranda then went to the Hot Springs Pool. We ended the evening at my favorite Mexican restaurant with fried ice cream for dessert. The girls laughed and poked fun at me and told me I failed miserably…because they really HAD fun…and lots of it!

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Score for Nana! Camp TOW-Wanda was well received on Day 2! Today we head to a more remote area and I have no idea what my cell service or WiFi scenario will be so if you don't hear from me, don't worry…I'll be back!

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\"Children’s children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.\"

\nProverbs 17:6\n
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Making memories...it's what we do every day, whether we mean to or not. Sometimes we have choices and we can make beautiful memories intentionally. Yesterday was one of those days. As a matter of fact, this whole week will hopefully be filled with wonderful memories that my grandchildren will tell their kids about. We're off to a pretty good start.

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After a very long five hour drive, we got our campsite set up. We had a little quiet time then headed to Carbondale for dinner at a traditional '50s style diner. The kids really enjoyed that. After dinner, we went to Redstone and met two of their seven grandparents for live music and dancing. I love blended families when they work together with love for the kids and grandkids...and for each other. We all sat together and loved on the kids and visited. What a wonderful example for the children. I'm very proud of us.

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While we sat and listened to music, my older grand daughter and I made lanyards. Who remembers camp and all the great arts and crafts you did? Well, this is Camp TOW-Wanda! We have coloring books and colored pencils, pipe cleaners, friendship bracelets, Minions Monopoly, fishing, boating, hiking, campfires, s'mores, weenie roasts, swimming, adventure park rides, horseback riding, and a rodeo to do by the time we head home on Thursday. Then....shhhhhh, don't tell the kids, but we're all going to see Kelly Clarkson and Pentatonix in concert Thursday night!

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Does Nana know how to plan a camping trip or what????

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\"So Abram said to Lot, “Let’s not have any quarreling between you and me, or between your herders and mine, for we are close relatives.\"

\nGenesis 13:8\n
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I love the sky. No matter where I am, I'm always looking up. The skies in the west are wide open spaces…ever changing majestic views in every direction. Just as the Ohio River changes with each passing moment, so too does the western sky. I love the way the light changes, the clouds forming and reforming into every shape imaginable. Sunrise, sunset, gathering storms…all are a canvas for the miracle God creates for us every day.

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It's been many years since I laid on a blanket and gazed up at the clouds and named the creatures I found there. Years since I laid under a tree and glimpsed the cerulean blue peeking through the pine boughs. I will make it a point to do that before I head back to WV. I'll look up on the internet how to photograph the Milky Way. I'll hold my grand daughters hands as we count the stars. I'll make sweet memories they'll not soon forget, even though they may want to for awhile. 'Tweens, you know…at least the older one is.

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When my youngest was ten, I was separated from her dad. It was September and we were trying to mend some bruises between us. I read online that the Perseids were showing that night. I stayed up, packed cocoa and cookies and a blanket in the picnic basket, and gently woke my daughter at 2:00am. I got her in the car and drove to the local ski area. The night sky was clear and deep navy. We stretched out on the hood of the car, covered up with the blanket, and watched hundreds of shooting stars crisscross the night sky. It is a memory we both hold very dear.

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The sky represents the endless possibilities in life. The ever changing tapestry reminds us that life is anything but static. Stop and look up. Don't let life pass you by…count the stars! <3

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\"And God said, “Let there be a vault between the waters to separate water from water.” So God made the vault and separated the water under the vault from the water above it. And it was so. God called the vault “sky.” And there was evening, and there was morning—the second day.\"

\nGenesis 1:6-8\n
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Lisa sparkles. She is my mentor in the happy wanderer department. Young enough to be my daughter, she is actually one of my Sisters…Sisters on the Fly, that is. When I first met her, she was who I knew I wanted to be when I grew up. She can make the BEST Cream of Mushroom Soup in a Dutch oven. She can dance till the sun comes up. She can walk into a roomful of strangers and have them eating out of her hand in five minutes. She has a smile that melts your heart and you want to be her best friend forever. She never treated me any different just because I was new at camping, new at being a Sister, new at being alone. She is brighter than the sun!

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Lisa has a passion for many things in life, but the independent coffee shop owner is who she chooses to champion. In these days of posh, shiny, impersonal coffee shops that spring up overnight on every street corner, Lisa holds the \"little guys\" close to her heart and wants you to know where you can find them so you too can support them…keeping their doors open in a tough economy. She wants you to know their stories. What made them decide to open a coffee shop? Was there someone in their lives that encouraged them to go for that dream? Where do they get their coffee? Do they offer anything other than the \"Elixir of the Gods\"? What do they want their customers to come away with when they leave their establishment? How do they give back to the world? There are as many stories out there as there are coffee shops, and I'm one of her minions heading out there to sacrifice myself to the caffeine and sugar rush just to find out the skinny and report it on her blog. I'll be posting a coffeehouse review once a month and I'll leave you a link here so you can read it and find these treasured places.

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The Local Coffee House Finder is online and you can search on your phone to find these these locally owned gems as you travel the highways and byways of America. Heck, there might be some in your own backyard you weren't aware of. So get out there and drink up. And if you don't drink coffee….well, even though I don't understand you, I'll love you anyway and offer you a nice cup of tea!

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Read all about Sweet ColoraDOUGH here...a locally owned coffee and donut shop in Glenwood Springs, Colorado.

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\"A kindhearted woman gains honor, but ruthless men gain only wealth.\"

\nProverbs 11:16\n
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Way, WAY back in the day, I used to bake competitively. There were three of us gals…Ryb, Judy, and me…that would enter three pies into Saturday's competition, and three cakes on Sunday's at the Carbondale Mountain Fair. Almost without fail, the Three Amigas would take home all of the ribbons! SO unfair…but SO fun! Invariably, the field would be heavily laden with \"Death By Chocolate\" and any manor of liqueur-laced lovelies so I would try to come up with something different that would catch the judges by surprise. This yummy taste of sunshine won me one of those coveted ribbons and has become the all-time family favorite for birthdays.

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There's been a running joke since my son in-law joined the family twenty years ago that if anything happened to their marriage, I was keeping him and my daughter would have to go! Of course, everyone knew it was tongue in cheek, but I have to tell you, my daughter won the lottery in both the husband AND the in-law department. Their birthdays are the 11th and the 13th, and their anniversary is the 15th. And, since my wonderful son-in-law is partial to chocolate…I made chocolate cakes every year. But this year is different. This year is special. We've reached a new depth in our mother/daughter friendship. She works SO hard as a special ed teacher, as a mom to two very busy girls on swim team, as a student going to grad school, and as a loving wife. So, this year she gets the much coveted lemon cake for her birthday.

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In the past, I would have worked on this cake for two weeks. I would have carefully cut lemon peel into thin strips, boiling it in a simple syrup and refrigerate. I would have made the cake from scratch. I would have piped the whipped cream frosting on with a flourish. Then I would have carefully tied the lemon peel into little knots, rolled them in sugar crystals and place them around the top. But hey, I said she's special but she's not the queen! So, I doctored up a moist lemon cake mix (gasp!) by using sour cream instead of oil. I added the zest of one lemon. Once baked and cooled, I used lemon curd from a jar for the filling between layers instead of painstakingly making my own. I whipped heavy cream, adding a couple tablespoons of light corn syrup (stabilizes whipped cream so it lasts for hours! There…one of my secrets!) and added three tablespoons of the powdered lemon drops. (I put some lemon drops through the blender till they turn to a sugary powder and sift out any chunks.) Frost with the whipped cream, dollop on some lemon curd, and sprinkle with a bit of the powdered lemon drops and, voila…Lemon Cake! Chill till serving time and wait for the ooooohs and aaaaahs!

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❤

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\"His sons used to hold feasts in their homes on their birthdays, and they would invite their three sisters to eat and drink with them.\"

\nJob 1:4\n
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My oldest daughter turned 41 yesterday. Seriously? How did she get older than me? Honestly, I feel 35 inside most of the time…like I'm in some kind of time warp. The years whip by at a dizzying pace, but my perceived age remains the same. I look at my hands when arthritis makes my joints ache and wonder what could have happened to them. I look at the lines on my face in photographs and wonder when I became my grandma. I distinctly remember what it felt like to kiss her cheeks…how safe it made me feel. And it makes me smile in wonder that my grandchildren may feel the same when they kiss mine.

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Life is a quilt. It tears us into the smallest of pieces sometimes. But, the most valuable quilts are those made with the most intricate patterns. The end result is totally dependent on how much hard work you're willing to put into it, isn't it?

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Happy birthday, dear girl. Thank you for changing my name to \"Mom\".

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\"Children are a heritage from the Lord, offspring a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth.\"

\nPsalm 127:3-4\n
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My older grand daughter has a goal. She wants to be on the 2020 Olympics swim team. She's a driven kid and hopes to go to college on either an academic or swim scholarship. She starts a college prep school in the fall. She's 11!

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I don't know about you, but I was playing with Barbies at 11. I'm what they prudently called a \"late bloomer\" back in the day. I wanted to be a mechanical engineer but I was told girls weren't suited to be engineers. I was so bored in school. I remember sitting in my \"guidance counsellor's\" office once. I can't tell you what was discussed but I can guarantee it wasn't about what college I planned to go to. I did go to x-ray school but everything else I've done has been by my own volition. I never had the opportunity to go to college but I put my second husband through medical school. And my ex and I made sure my daughters got a college education. My oldest is a shining example to her own daughters by working full time, parenting them, getting them to swim practice seven times a week, AND going back to school for her Master's Degree. So this will be a busy and exciting weekend…my daughter's and son-in-law's 41st birthdays, their 20th Wedding Anniversary, and a 3-day swim meet! Then I get the kids for a week!

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\"The proverbs of Solomon son of David, king of Israel: for gaining wisdom and instruction; for understanding words of insight; for receiving instruction in prudent behavior, doing what is right and just and fair; for giving prudence to those who are simple, knowledge and discretion to the young— let the wise listen and add to their learning, and let the discerning get guidance— for understanding proverbs and parables, the sayings and riddles of the wise.\"

\nProverbs 1:1-6\n
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This is the weirdest weather year just about everywhere. I wish I had my electric blanket on my bed…and I'm not in the mountains. I'm sure glad it wasn't this cold last week when I was camping in the tent at 9,000 feet!

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I'm always reminded of the difference in perspective. In the spring…after a long, cold winter…when the temperature hits 58, we're out in shirtsleeves and shorts playing frisbee in the park. But you give us 58 in the middle of July and it feels like October! We're pulling out the sweatshirts and wool socks. I used to always complain about how cold I was and Mr. Virgo said it was all in my head and if I just imagined myself warm, I would be. Then he bought me a fur coat so go figure! lol

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I'm heading into a stretch where I'll have my grandkids a lot while my daughter does some work towards her Masters Degree. They just got back from their vacation so the kids were full of stories at dinner tonight. New York City was a bit intimidating for them, I think…but they'll have wonderful memories and pictures to share with their friends when they go back to school. I firmly believe the more experiences you can give kids, the easier they can get along with a variety of people with common experiences when they get older. I'm very proud of my daughter for taking the girls on a cross country road trip by herself. She's got moxie!

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\"You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day,\".

\nPsalm 91:5\n
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That's Yiddish/German for \"OMG!\" I went to Zaidy's yesterday…a Jewish deli. (Zaidy is Yiddish for Grandpa.) I lived 27 years of my life as a Jewish mother. When Hubby #2 joined a practice in a small town in the mountains in Colorado, we started organizing dinners, parties, and holidays for the Jews (and lapsed Jews and latent Jews) in our little community. I love the holidays and traditions and most of all…the food! My picture was often in the newspaper cooking some delicacy or other…or lighting the Menorah with my younger daughter to celebrate Chanukah. My favorite meal to prepare was the Passover Seder. Matzoh ball soup, gefilte fish, chopped liver, brisket, potato kugel. Oh…enough to make you swoon! We started out with about 10 guests the first year. I finally had to move the Seder to a bigger venue after serving a sit down dinner for 45 people in our basement. After that, it was held in the basement of the Presbyterian Church and the last one I organized and cooked for sat 75. That's one thing a Jewish mother does best….feed a ton of people! I got great satisfaction from it.

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I was down in Cherry Creek yesterday and decided to pop into Zaidy's for a late lunch. I ordered the lox and bagel with everything and a couple of pletzels (yes, that is spelled correctly)…an oniony flat bread. Oy! SO good! And such warm memories.

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\"Let me get you something to eat, so you can be refreshed and then go on your way—now that you have come to your servant.” “Very well,” they answered, “do as you say.\"

\nGenesis 18:5\n
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Lazy summer days. Floating in the pool keeping cool and chatting with an old friend. Fresh, clean food straight from the grill with a glass of wine. (Fré makes a nice dealcoholized Cabernet that is quite nice.) then the Zac Brown Band in concert at Coors Field. And that was just July 3rd!

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Barbara and I have been friends for 25 years. We raised our kids together. Our husbands were colleagues. We stitched and quilted, baked and canned, laughed and cried through the ups and downs of life and I adore her and her family. She's who I called when Mr. Virgo had his heart attack. I couldn't think of anyone else and she started the ball rolling. She's always been there when I've needed her and I hope I've returned the favor. There's nothing like the love of our sister-friends.

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Independence Day. It means so many things besides the obvious celebration of our country's freedom. I hope you all have a safe and happy holiday!

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\"I will walk about in freedom, for I have sought out your precepts.\"

\nPsalm 119:45\n
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I absolutely surprised the heck out of myself this trip. I haven't slept in a tent in 35 years and even then it wasn't a terribly successful endeavor. It was with Hubby #2, it was late June, and we were setting up a little two man tent in the snow on Wolf Creek Pass. I blew up two little air mattresses that I insisted on having only to stick a fork in one and proclaim that one as HIS. It was cold, we had poor equipment, and I did not have fun. Along about 11:00 when I was praying I'd fall asleep, a car pulled up and turned off the engine and lights. No doors opening and closing. No sound at all. I got brave enough to look out and in was a small motor home. I informed hubby #2 if he ever wanted to get me alone in the woods again, it would be in one of those. We never got alone in the woods again.

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So, tent camping left a bad taste in my mouth and I've sworn I would never do it again. Then my truck broke down. And a tent seemed like a viable, albeit TENTATIVE solution. Voila! Little did I know I'd love it! Now, instead of changing the whole living situation and getting two smaller campers…I think I'll just invest in a little higher quality sleeping bag and a couple more comfort things and take off with my tent anytime the urge strikes me! Win-Win!!!!!

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\"By faith he made his home in the promised land like a stranger in a foreign country; he lived in tents, as did Isaac and Jacob, who were heirs with him of the same promise.\"

\nHebrews 11:9\n
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Lost Lake Campground is located high up Kebler Pass. Many years ago, Mr. Virgo and I stopped her for lunch and were run off by the campground host as we weren't camping…just out for a drive. I always swore I'd come back but I couldn't remember how to get there. I was meandering along through the woods yesterday and felt that familiar nudge I get when Mr. Virgo's trying to get me to do something.

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\"Watch for it. Watch for it.\"

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\"Ok, Ok…I'm watching! What am I watching for?\"

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\"Turn. Turn up the hill.\"

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\"Ok.\"

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Sure enough, 1/4 mile up the road was the turnoff. It seemed familiar but I still wasn't sure where I was going. Two miles out the dirt road, there it was! That beautiful, glassy green water reflecting the mountains beyond. I pulled over and sat on a rock to take in the views. I had no intention of staying there overnight. I need to get back to Denver because my truck is ready.

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\"Would you like to stay with us tonight?\"

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I nearly jumped out of my skin as I turned to see the camp host standing nearby.

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\"We only have one opening.\"

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I heard Mr. Virgo whisper….\"Stay, baby doll. Stay.\"

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\"Yes…yes, I'll take that spot. Where's the nearest cell service so I can let folks know where I am?\"

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\"You can go down the road to Paonia. They have cell service. Do you have a card?\" she smiled.

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\"Card?\" I asked.

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\"Are you 62?\" she asked tentatively.

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\"Why yes! I turned 62 two weeks ago!\"

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\"Well, while you're in town, go to the National Forest Service office and get your Senior Pass. Best $10 you'll ever spend. Your entry fee will be waived at all National Parks and your camping fees at Federal Campgrounds will be half off!\"

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Score!!! So, I'm out of the loop, off the grid, lost in the hills. Just one night…but a great night!

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Ok, it's probably been 35 years since I slept in a tent. It was quite the adventure. In all actuality, I slept fairly well. I made sure the food was locked up in the car and I slept with my gun within reach, especially since the camp host said there are bears there regularly. I woke up once during the night to use the facilities and it was a bright enough moon to see so I wasn't worried. The lady in the campsite next to me just marveled that I camp alone. Gosh, it wasn't like I was alone. The campground I stayed at had eight loops so there were plenty of people there.

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It was a really long day though. I was up early and made it to Montrose in time to meet one of our fellow Ranchers for lunch. I was thinking of stopping at Orvis Hot Springs in Ridgeway but by the time I got there it was 93 degrees. I just could not make myself go in. I did stop in Ouray at Mouse's Chocolates…my all time favorite candy store. Then I hightailed it to Durango to take the yoga class my friend teaches. Afterwards we had dinner then came to her house. I saw some incredible scenery driving through the mountains today. God's country!

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\"He wraps up the waters in his clouds, yet the clouds do not burst under their weight.\"

\nJob 26:8\n
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It took me 12 hours but I finally got here! What a day!

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I need to give this a lot of thought. I'm beginning to wonder if this trailer is just way too big. It's not that I can't handle a rig this size. Pulling and parking aren't a problem. But I can't be ruining a vehicle by towing this behemoth. I've missed little TOW-Wanda almost from the get go. I bought the big one with the idea it would be parked on the farm and remain fairly stationary. The little trailer was so easy to just up and go somewhere. I am finding myself far less inclined to take off and camp for a weekend when it means hauling this 'house' around. I could sell it and buy two smaller trailers. One for CO and one for WV. That way I wouldn't have to drag it across the country. Or just one that better fits my needs. I don't know…it's just something I'm giving thought to. I swear, at this rate I'm going to own my bike, my kayak, and a duffle bag!

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\"Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.\"

\nProverbs 13:12\n
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Oh, how I love a road trip! There's always so much to do to prepare though. It was SO hot and muggy yesterday. I had no choice but to empty the back of the truck and take the heavy items into the garage where I am staying. I'll go through it all when I get back. Most of the weight comes from my tools for jewelry making. When I get back from this trip, I should have some time to make some jewelry.

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We had a terrible storm in Denver right at rush hour with funnel clouds, golf ball sized hail, and flash floods but, thank God, it skirted around us. That is my biggest fear living in my camper. I'm praying for good travel weather as I leave today.

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I don't know what kind of cell service or wifi I will have in the next week so my posts may be sporadic. I'll write as I can and post pictures of the beauty of Colorado in the summer. Take care and I'll see you soon!

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\"Whenever the ark set out, Moses said, “Rise up, Lord! May your enemies be scattered; may your foes flee before you.” Whenever it came to rest, he said, “Return, Lord, to the countless thousands of Israel.”

\nNumbers 10:35-36\n
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After a quick trip to the mountains this past weekend for Strawberry Days, I am preparing to hit the road for my mid-summer break. I got the cover on my kayak to protect it from the sun. It will be stored on my truck most of the time anyway so I needed to protect it since UV light kills kayaks. Next, I need to get a bunch of the stuff out of the back of the truck and reduce my load. I'll be heading out Thursday. I'll be going back through Glenwood to Ridgeway then over the Dallas Divide to Durango for a few days. I'll be camping there with one of my dearest friends with a dual goal in mind…catching up and discussing my book. It's time to get it published and move on to the next thing. Now that I have the majority of my downsizing out of the way, I have more free time to devote to writing and redeveloping my web presence. But first….some much needed R&R. Just peace, and quiet, and water, and a good book. Maybe a little fishing. Sigh.

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I did something SO fun yesterday! I got a private message from one of our fellow \"Ranchers\" last week asking me if I would be interested in meeting her for coffee. Since she lives near IKEA, and I needed to return something there, we met in the cafeteria and visited for two hours. It was not only fun, it was touching and oh so humbling to know this gal has been reading my blog for TWO YEARS! Thank you for the invite, Konnie…I had a blast!

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\"Jonathan said to David, “Go in peace, for we have sworn friendship with each other in the name of the Lord, saying, ‘The Lord is witness between you and me, and between your descendants and my descendants forever.’ ” Then David left, and Jonathan went back to the town.\"

\n1 Samuel 20:42\n
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I saw five million people I know at Strawberry Days last night. The locals always come out on Friday night. The food is fresh, the arts & crafts aren't picked over, the band is always awesome, and…well, it's Friday and it's fun. It's THE place to see and be seen!

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I hit town at about 12:30 and headed straight for SWEET COLORADOUGH​ and interviewed the owner for The Coffee House Locator blog. I asked what his best selling drink was and he said probably a \"Dirty Hippy\". Great! I ordered one and my barista, Val, set right to it. It's espresso, spicy chai, and mocha. It was pretty darned tasty. I also had a croissant donut with strawberry frosting. Yummmm!

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I have a dear friend who has a medical condition that affects her ability to walk. I've known KD since 1986 or '87. She is extremely active and skis every winter. Instead of giving up and using a wheelchair, she uses a Segway. If you don't know what that is, Google it. She \"walks\", \"hikes\", and coolest of all…she DANCES! I ran into her at the park last night and we danced the night away. She's cute as a bug and guys were hitting on her right and left. People were walking by and smiling and giving her high fives. I love this gal so much…she's SUCH an inspiration to me. I'm proud of her for being totally awesome and not letting anything hold her back from living a full life.

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The neat thing about using a Segway is, even though she is resting her tush on something similar to a barstool, she stands in front of you at eye level. After you've been around her for a few minutes, you don't even see the Segway anymore. You just see a beautiful, active woman. You don't see her disability. It's like she doesn't even HAVE one. I love that. It goes a long way in promoting self confidence. I'd love to see more people using Segways instead of wheelchairs if they are able to. I think it vastly improves the quality of life.

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Today is the parade!

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\"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.\"

\nRomans 8:28\n
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This was just too cute not to post it. The kids had me over last night for a birthday party. It was so much fun! Our tongues were purple! This party was after spending the afternoon with the Sisters on the Fly at a wine tasting. THAT was a hoot and a half! I love those gals! I invited a friend to join me. Our kids were best friends in third grade then she and her daughter moved to Maine. I haven't seen her since. Then she moved back to Colorado a few weeks ago. She walked in the door and we picked up the conversation like we'd seen each other yesterday. What a wonderful, wonderful birthday week I've had! Thanks again to all of you for helping me celebrate.

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And now….back to our regularly scheduled programming.

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\"Will he thank the servant because he did what he was told to do? So you also, when you have done everything you were told to do, should say, ‘We are unworthy servants; we have only done our duty.’ ”

\nLuke 17:9-10\n
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Now that I'm here and got some rest, I'm ready to go out and ride my bike and kayak but I'd like to find some folks to join me. It will take some looking around, but I'll find some like-minded individuals. I went to the movies with the kids yesterday and saw Pitch Perfect 2. I've watched the first one so many times. This one was just as good, I think.

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I'm home tonight by myself after spending the day with the kids. I've become accustomed to being alone. My daughter and I have been filling my calendar with this and that so the summer is shaping up to be a busy one. The kids will be going to a family wedding in a couple of weeks so I'm going on a trip to the mountains while they're away. There will be cookouts, swim meets, sleepovers and camping trips with the littles. I get to spend the evening with my younger daughter tonight so I'm really looking forward to that. She has a crazy work schedule so it's not as easy spending time with her.

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Life in Colorado is vastly different than life in West Virginia. I realize the reason I had so much fun in West Virginia was because I had a huge social network there. It seems like a lot more work in the city to find people to do things with. A little down time can't hurt anyone but I need to keep active and socialize. It's good for me in many ways.

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\"Remember how fleeting is my life. For what futility you have created all humanity!\"

\nPsalm 89:47\n
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This is not my photo…I found it on the Internet. But, I have seen one. It occurs when there is a very bright, full moon with rain and the position is the same as a rainbow in the daylight. I went out on the front porch of my Colorado house and looked up to see a beautiful moonbow.

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I love thunderstorms at night. The flashes of lightning, the crashes of thunder. I'm not crazy about it when it gets too close but overall, I've always loved them. But now I have a much bigger concern. Hail. Hail and campers aren't a good mix. I'm not worried about the skin of my camper because it is vacuum laminated vinyl over wood. But the roof is rubber and I'm not sure how well that will hold up under the hail storms Colorado is famous for. I wish TOW-Wanda was under cover. We had a really severe thunderstorm here last night. Areas north of us had five to six inches of rain in an hour with localized flooding. Tornadoes all along the plains and front range. Crazy weather.

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I went to listen to live music last night with my daughter and younger grand daughter. \"Little\" and I had a cute interchange…

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Little: I love you, Nana.
Me: I love you too, sweetie. Did you miss me?
Little: If you think I didn't miss you…you're crazy!
Me: Got your seat belt fastened. (She had to ride the short distance home in the front seat of my truck.)
Little: Yeah, but we'd better come up with a good story for the police officer.
Me: Really? Why?
Little: Well, because it's illegal for me to be riding in the front seat. So, we'll just tell him I'm an extremely small 13 year old!\"

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This kid cracks me up!

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❤

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Wouldn't you know it? I drove through the worst rain of my life when I moved to West Virginia in October. Up till yesterday, the roads were dry. I left Columbia around 10:00am and I didn't go five miles before the skies opened up and it was shades of October all over again. It rained hard till I got to the west of Kansas City. Then I started getting notices on my cell phone of severe storms hitting Denver and heading east. When I got to Hays, Kansas they were under a tornado watch till 2:00 this morning. There were no campsites till Goodland, KS (which is closer to the storms) so I decided to stay last night in a motel. Better to be safe than sorry. As it turned out, the storms turned north.

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I should be cruising into Denver by mid afternoon. I can't wait to see my kids and grandkids!!! And, at the same time, I'm missing my West Virginia friends and family already. I'm missing the river. My heart is in two places.

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\"Israel said to Joseph, “I never expected to see your face again, and now God has allowed me to see your children too.”

\nGenesis 48:11\n
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During the long, dark, freezing weeks of January and February, all I wanted to do was go back to Colorado to the arms of those who love me most. Now it's spring and all I want to do is go explore WV and camp in the mountains, attend music festivals, and ride my bike along rivers. I put up with the worst WV winter in decades only to leave when the fun starts. What's up with that? However, I need to have summer in Colorado. I want to play with my grandkids and take them camping before they get too old for Nana. I want to have long, leisurely conversations with my daughters. I want to hug my brother around the neck. I want to go out and play with my friends there. Summers in Colorado are divine! Beautiful blueblaster skies and so many fun things to do! I wish I had two trailers and a time machine…I'd keep a home in both places and time travel between them. Why is life so short???

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\"Just wait till you have kids of your own and you'll see how fast time flies!\" Show of hands…whose mom told them that? And, didn't we think she was crazy? Oh, yes….the summer vacation stretched before us and it seemed like forever till school started again. For-EV-er! Now, here it is…April half gone already. That's why I'm thinking of heading south next winter. Maybe I won't waste so much time hibernating. I feel like half my life (ok…10 weeks) are spent in a hole. I'll just have to make up for it by playing extra hard while I can. Seriously…I want to be one of those badass old ladies that go on wild and crazy adventures! Wait…I already DO that, don't I? But I'm NOT old. I'll never be OLD! My friend Vicky told me yesterday that 60 is the new middle age. I'll go for that!

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Oh, and by the way…remember me telling you about my friend whose son told her, via text, that he was getting married the next day? Well, he called her the next morning and told her they just couldn't get married without her there. So, the wedding is THIS weekend. So happy she gets to witness this monumental event! Millenials…they just aren't into tradition.

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Happy Friday, fellow Ranchers!

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❤

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He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters.\"

\nPsalms 23:2\n
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\"women's “I packed all my winter clothes!”

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If you remember correctly, my first contract on the house was to close on 9/11. I, in my ever positive, enthusiastic, optimistic way was absolutely convinced that would happen so, what did I do? Why, I packed all my winter clothes and shipped them off to WV, of course! And then the whole deal fell apart and we didn’t close till the 24th. Well…that’s cool. I’d still get to WV in plenty of time before I needed winter clothes, right? Ummmm…not so much. I drove to Denver last Wednesday in the snow, wearing the only winter clothes I had left…a sweater, a pair of leggings, and my black cowgirl boots. Chic, for sure, but not very practical. So, I stopped at the factory outlet stores on my way through Silverthorne and just picked up a few things. At least now there’s a little variety.

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I took my second father-in- law out for breakfast yesterday. Bernie is a total hoot. He will be 90 in December and he really wants me to come back for his birthday party so I suppose I’ll be back in CO then. He has no governor between his brain and his mouth and he’s extremely hard of hearing. This made for some interesting general announcements to the entire restaurant regarding certain bodily functions. Like I said, Bernie’s a hoot! ;-)

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I came back from Denver yesterday and it was a gorgeous drive. There’s still plenty of color on the aspens and it was a blue blaster day. I visited my brother and some friends and went to soak in the hot springs pool for the last time for awhile. I had dinner with my former neighbors. Then I came over to my brother-friend’s house. I gave him the painting I did for him and then I sat and listened to him practice the trombone for the upcoming symphony performance. He’s first chair…I’m so proud of him!

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Greg and I were on the HOA Board together shortly after I bought my house in 2001. We were at a board meeting and they were setting up the schedule. I spoke up to say I would not be attending the next meeting because I’d be in WV. Greg looked at me funny and the meeting continued. He came up to me later to ask why I would be in WV. I explained I was born there and would be visiting family. Turns out, Greg and I were born at the same hospital, delivered by the same doctor, and his grandfather was superintendent of my school district when I was growing up! It is such a small world. We bonded immediately and he became my little brother for life. He’s always been there for me and I adore him. We will miss each other terribly. Greg is that friend you can call in the middle of the night. He once got up to come over and sit in the trailer with me till dawn because I couldn’t stand to sleep in my bed. He’s awesome!

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I’m going to the local Ford dealership today to trade in the Expedition for an F-150 and then…hopefully…I can pick up my trailer. I’m ever hopeful…but this extra week has been perfect!

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\"family “Hanging with the family at the movies”

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Man, the theaters these days are amazing! A whole theater with maybe 25 full size leather recliners so everyone can sit back just like in their living rooms. Sweet!

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Yesterday was coffee with daughter #2, a trip to Camping World to pick up a few niceties, then to daughter #1’s house to watch a few episodes of The Voice. Then we went out to Red Robin for dinner and to the movies to see Dolphin Tale 2. Fun!

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Today, I head back over the mountains to visit with my brother-friend and take him a painting I did for him. Hopefully the trailer will be ready tomorrow. Fingers crossed!

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A few of my dear friends have asked me how I can possibly leave my kids and grandkids and brother to travel clear across the country to live. At first it made me feel bad when they asked. I felt judged…that maybe there was something wrong with my maternal instinct. But yesterday when I left daughter #2 after our visit, I got choked up. Last night I layed down with my youngest grand daughter to get her to sleep. She listens to Norah Jones at night. “Come Away With Me” came on. That was one of Mr. Virgo’s and my “fall in love with you” songs so the tears came easily as I watched that precious little face sleeping beside me. Am I going to miss my family? Of course I am. I’ve always wanted to live back in WV and my cost of living will certainly be lower than it is in Colorado, but even that isn’t the reason I’m sacrificing this time with my family. I’m doing this because my aunt needs me. I’m doing this because it’s what my grandma taught me to do…to take care of our loved ones as best we can. I’ll do my very best to provide my aunt with a comfortable life. But don’t think I won’t miss my babies…big and small. That will be the hard part. <3

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\"woman “Little and Me…Funny Faces!”

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There is such magic in youth. Who else can you make funny clown faces with in a parking lot? I will miss my babies. But I remember how special it was when my cousin from Chicago came to WV for a visit. She was royalty! We anticipated her visit months in advance. And even though the visit went way too fast, we bonded over that week or two and I know how special it was for my grandma to have her “Trinket” there. My babies will come see me next summer and my daughter will leave them with me for awhile. We will camp and drive back cross country and I’ll bring them back to Denver. In the meantime, we’ll have plenty of FaceTime dates. And maybe we ’ll wear clown noses!

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\"the “Sister Time!”

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Spending the day with some special sisters…Sisters on the Fly, that is!

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\"trees “Color change in the Rockies”

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I drove over to Denver yesterday to give the trailer guys a break and to squeeze my babies! The colors were fabulous, even though it was a cloudy, rainy day with some snow. I stopped in Silverthorne at the outlet stores to buy a few cold weather items. It seems I packed and shipped almost all of my winter clothes thinking I would have been in WV by now. Duh! I arrived at my son-in-law’s parents’ house and promptly took a MUCH needed nap. Awoke to rain and thunder. Ahhhh, blissful rest and people who love me and offer up lots of TLC just what the doctor ordered!

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Update on TOW-Wanda: There is a wire to the motor for the right hand side of the slide that got pinched and severed. It’s a manufacturing defect because of the way it is exposed. My trailer dude spoke to the main honcho of production at Starcraft to make them aware of the issue so it can be built differently. You would think they could just replace the wire, but they do need to order parts. They should be in Friday or Saturday and I’ll be good to go, probably Monday! Wahoo!!!

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\"house “Bye-Bye, 725!”

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I parked TOW-Wanda Grande in front of my fabulous neighbor’s house Wednesday night and plugged in. I was so tired but really needed a bubble bath. My friend Terri came to get me and take me to her house. Got back and was too tired to fall asleep. I did finally sleep for a couple of hours but woke up at 1:30 and couldn’t get back to sleep so I just got up and started going through boxes and gathering stuff to take to the thrift store. I did manage to sleep for another hour about dawn. I had a doctor’s appointment at 8:30 then took the trailer back over to the shop because one end of the shelf over the bed wasn’t fastened correctly. My sales guy came out and said we had a more serious problem. When they hooked the trailer on Wednesday, there was too much slack in the power cable you plug into the back of the car and it got caught in the hitch and cut it in half. Fine…they fixed it. I went home and had no battery power in the trailer. Ok, call the trailer dude and he said the bring it back. The tech went through it with a fine toothed comb and finally discovered it was a faulty ground wire. It probably got pulled when the cable got cut.

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While I was at the trailer place the first time, my neighbor texted me. She had found a place online that will bring a trailer to your house. You pack it, then they drive it to your destination, you unpack it then they come pick up the trailer. Less than half the quote from the moving company. That takes a ton of pressure off of me at this point because I seriously whittled things down.

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Downsizing, especially for a “collector”, is a daunting, painful proposition. As your accumulations grow, you can tend to turn a blind eye to the fact that you are swimming in stuff. I am sure, even though I am reluctantly spending money to move, I will go through my stuff during my stay in WV. I will scan things and send the originals on for others to love. I will keep letting go as I am comfortable doing so. I’ll have things manageable and my family won’t be left with the monumental task I did with my mom’s possessions when she died ten years ago as well as my own accumulation over the last 6 months. This is seriously getting easier and easier! <3

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\"rainbow\" “My Bliss”

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My view out the kitchen window of TOW-Wanda…in between rain showers today. While I should be inside wiping down baseboards and vacuuming, I am taking a much needed break this morning…tucked into TOW-Wanda, listening to the rain on the roof, catching up with correspondence, journaling, enjoying the views out the windows of a neighborhood I truly enjoyed living in, and letting the joyful memories wash over me. This is just as important as the cleaning and packing. This is my bliss. <3

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Being with a group of like-minded gals for a weekend of trailers and food and fun activities like iron skillet tossing does wonders for me. I always come back feeling rested and empowered…ready to face anything. These women are loving and supportive yet they challenge me to be my best. Maurrie Sussman and her sister, Becky, have done women a great service in creating Sisters on the Fly​. I have met lifelong friends and I’m looking forward to hooking up with more Sisters when I get moved and settled.

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I stopped in Denver on my way home for a power nap and quick visit with most of my family. On my way through the mountains, I got a call from a friend of mine who is photographing the Colorado Grand, a rally for luxury car owners. He asked if I wanted to stop in Vail to see the cars. Well, heck yeah…I love cars! And oh my gosh…there were some amazing cars in this garage. There were maybe 35 cars when I got there. I asked how much just those cars alone were worth. I was told just ONE CAR can be worth 30 million dollars!!! Holy cats! I was drunk on Lamborghini when we went to dinner and watched part of the Broncos game.

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All in all…e-x-a-c-t-l-y what I needed, when I needed it. Self care is extremely important. The buyers had a home inspector over on Saturday and the appraiser comes today. And the beat goes on… <3

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\"tractor “Tractor Pull at Thresher Days”

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Ok, I’m at my first tractor pull! Who knew how fun this could be???

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I was awake till the wee hours writing this morning’s post. I kept drifting off then wake and read what I’d written. Ha! One should not sleep and post at the same time. I would swear I posted it to appear at 4am like always but it is nowhere to be found. I was writing about The Work by Byron Katie. If you are unfamiliar with her, Google her. She has a pragmatic system of self-discovery that I have found useful in my journey. Check her out!

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In the meantime, please send up a little prayer for my dear friend who took a nasty fall last night. Nothing broken, thank God, but she is going to be pretty sore for a few days.

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A man drove up beside me in traffic last evening and told me my right wheel on the trailer is wobbling. My son-in-law’s dad followed me around the block and didn’t see anything but I’m going to the tire shop first thing before I head out to the boonies. I’m scheduled for a fun weekend with the Sisters on the Fly​! <3

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\"rainy “Fall is coming to Colorado!”

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Looking like FALL in Colorado! It rained most of the night and we should get thunderstorms here in a bit. I’m sorting, sorting, sorting today. Good day to be in the garage!

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\"little “TOW-Wanda at Chapman Dam”

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I’m heading into the home stretch and this will be the hardest part…whittling things down to what little I can pack in the car and the camper. I can ship things like clothes. There are big ticket items that eat up a lot of precious cargo room like the 4 studded snow tires for the Ford. Those can go in one of the bunk beds in the trailer. Pictures are the biggest space eaters. I wish I would have scanned them years ago. Ah…if wishes were horses, right? Books…I already cut down so many. I’ll need to whittle some more. There’s a library not too far from the farm and there’s Kindle. I can get anything I need in WV. My desktop computer goes with me. Along with two laptops and cameras. I have some art that I want to take but I’m going to have them packed professionally. Maybe I’ll call a mover just to get an estimate for how much they would charge to pack and ship those things I do want to take. I don’t want to weigh down the trailer and the car to an unsafe degree. Decisions, decisions…I’ll be so happy when I’m done and settled. Until then, one foot in front of the other. So many changes in such a short time.

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\"sold\" “Sold!”

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Yesssssssss! Sold the house! They will have an inspector come in and once that clears, I’m good to go. September 11th closing. My sweet brother’s birthday is September 12th. I want to have a BIG going away party on the 13th and then I’m out of here!!!!!!! OMGosh! I’m on cloud nine!

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(happy dance

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\"summer “I love summer!”

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I live for summer! That’s one of the reasons I’m moving back home. Colorado has 3 seasons…July, August, and winter. And August is iffy. Someone remarked the other day that there are terrible winters back east. Yeah…in January and February when they’re supposed to be. I can take 8-10 weeks of winter. I want to be on the other side of the weather report. I want to watch the snowfall from afar seeing pictures of adventurous mountain folk pushing their cars out of ditches while I’m out on the porch admiring the redbud and dogwood trees with my morning coffee. I want to see a zillion brilliant colors spread over the hillsides in the fall and know what each tree is. I want that feeling of endless summer stretched out before me. Yep, I’m a summer girl and I don’t care if it’s hot and humid and sticky and rainy with mosquitos. Give me a full rain barrel and a saucepan for dipping and I can cool off right quick with a moon bath. Yessss…I love summer!!! <3

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\"U-Haul “ME Haul!!!”

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I decided today was the perfect day to rent a U-Haul truck and bring everything from my storage unit back to the house. I met with my realtor today. Haven’t heard from Saturday’s showing yet, but the realtor I thought was showing it yesterday showed up this morning. I was prepared but needed to pick up my reading material and put my coffee cup in the dishwasher. I met the couple and shared SE of my sparkle with them. They were very nice, spent a half hour in the house after I left and then came back to look at it again an hour later! Good sign!

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So, I emptied the storage unit, cleaned it out for my deposit, and now have stopped for a bite to eat on my way home. I would choose a really HOT sunny day to do this. AND wear my new white shorts and uncomfortable shoes. But hey, now I just have to empty it into the garage , return the truck, and then I can start sorting through it all AGAIN so I can keep just the items that cannot be replaced. Wow ! This has been a TON of work, but it is so worth it in the end because my life (if not my BUTT) will be so much leaner!!! <3

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\"screen “The Misplaced Farm Girl”

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I grew up in town, but spent every moment I could at my grandparent’s farm. It is an idyllic place with a creek, woods, and lush ground for growing the best vegetables and fruit. It’s far enough out to be really rural yet close enough to town to make trips for a civilization-fix feasible.

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All of my life, I have known this place would always be my home even though my life took me to Colorado. I did my best to get my city-born-and-bred ex-husband to move back home to practice medicine, but Colorado boys don’t do humidity. So I changed my tact to become a Colorado farm girl. We bought a log house on two acres. I had a huge garden that froze the last week of June. The next year the deer lined up for the buffet so I decided Farmer’s Market was a lot less work. All the while, I started collecting the Foxfire Books and every issue of Mother Earth News. I baked my own bread, made yoghurt and tofu, and canned everything I could get my hands on. I entered fairs and won ribbons. I taught pie baking classes. I boarded horses. I cut, chopped, and hauled firewood. It was a pretty cool life.

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Everything changed after baby #2 was born and my 16 year old started to drive. I was worried to death every time she went out on that narrow country road and after the umpteenth sleepless night, I convinced my husband to buy a big house near the hospital and high school. I may have killed two birds with one stone making the commutes of both my husband and daughter safer and more convenient, I killed that budding farm girl. Gone was the wood chopping and gardening. Eventually the canning and baking ceased. A flooded basement took away the last vestiges of hope when my entire collection of Mother Earth News was destroyed.

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I was lost…a ship without a rudder. I had given up on my dream of having a farm. I was a city girl now. I had city girl things to do. I am one of the most flexible people you will ever know. I can bloom wherever I’m planted, but losing that dream changed something in me. It dulled my sparkle. And now, here I am on the cusp of the grandest adventure of all! Going home…home to the farm of my dreams, where my heart sings.

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I sat in Starbucks yesterday while the house was being shown. On my lap, a copy of the latest issue of Hobby Farm Magazine with an excellent article about English Black Orpington chickens. Emotion welled up in me at the realization that I am making my dream a reality. I am doing that…it’s not being decided for me. No one is telling me I can’t do this. No one is saying “I don’t want to go.” I am making this happen because I know now. I understand. I get it. Life really IS short. But don’t let anyone ever tell you that you only get one shot at it. I’ve had several opportunities for do-overs. This time, I think I’m getting it right.

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\"grateful “On Being Grateful.”

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I have an “Attitude of Gratitude”. I always see the glass as full to overflowing. I trust everything is as it should be because I trust God to have my best interests at heart.

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My house was shown twice yesterday. My house sends me a text message when someone opens and closes the front door. And, yes…I was mildly perturbed when I saw that whoever was showing the house was in there exactly FOUR minutes. Four minutes! You can’t really see a house in four minutes with any real interest. So, instead of feeling bad, anxious, frustrated…I’m choosing to feel relieved. That person was more than likely NOT my buyer. They had best just move on and not waste anyone’s time.

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But man…it’s so hard to let go of the tail of that kite, isn’t it?

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“View of Georgetown Lake, Colorado"Traffic on I-70? Jet lag? See a lake? Hey, stop awhile…kick back, take a nap, read the copy of This Old House you picked up at the airport yesterday, watch the trout rise and the chipmunks scamper. Life is too sweet to sit in traffic!

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\"life “You know all those things you want to do with you life? You should do them.”

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Hit the ground running! No sale…yet, but it’s coming…I can feel it!

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Man, it’s hot here!

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\"flowers “My lovely front porch.”

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The house is showing well. People love it. They love the location and the private back yard. The price is no longer a problem. So, why isn’t there an offer yet? Because it doesn’t have air conditioning. Really? It’s Colorado…you only really need AC for about 3.5 hours in July. Except this year. We seem to be unseasonably warm this year. I spent the afternoon strategically placing fans in windows, turning on the ceiling fans, and I have a guy coming over this evening to put the big window AC unit back in the dining room. That ought to make a difference. I’ve also been changing out light bulbs because so many of the lights have to be on for showings. I don’t have a halogen light for the entryway so I’m heading to the store in a bit to get one. Also, I want to refill the air fresheners and put fresh flowers on the dining room table. The flowers on the front porch are divine!

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AND, the house is being shown today so send up some prayers that this will be the one!!!

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Painting with my older daughter…so happy today!

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\"two “Daughter #1 and Me”

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And…the final product!

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\"two “The Final Product!”

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\"repurposed “Repurposed coal hod as hanging planter.”

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I love taking something old a perhaps discarded or broken and make it into something beautiful. Here is an old coal hod repurposed as a hanging planter. SO cute!

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I bought an old metal plunger kind of thing yesterday that is used to wash clothes in a tub and the gal checking me out asked if I was going to put rolls of toilet paper on it. Ummmm, no…when I have my tiny home all set up and have a clothes line, I’m going to use it to wash sheets and hang them outside to dry in the sun. There’s nothing like sun dried sheets for a good sound sleep. Sometimes good old things are supposed to be used as intended!

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\"ice “An Old-Fashioned Ice Cream Freezer”

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Three words….homemade ice cream!!!! Oh-Em-Geeeeeee!!!!!!!

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Colorado Blue Spruce are majestic trees!

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\"colorado “Colorado Blue Spruce”

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There are great stretches of dead Lodgepole Pine killed by a pine beetle infestation. These stands of dead trees are a tinderbox waiting for an errant campfire or bolt of lightning to start a wildfire that would be impossible to control. They also are a threat to campers or drivers as their shallow root system has died and even a small wind can bring them crashing down with deadly results. Some campgrounds in the Rockies have been closed because of the threat.

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\"lodgepole “Lodgepole Pine beetle kill”

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Camping in TOW-Wanda on the banks of the San Juan River in Pagosa Springs, Colorado.

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\"san “My Morning View”

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\"merchandise\" ‘An employee of The Mixing Bowl poses in front of merchandise."

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I just visited this delightful little kitchen store in Salida, CO. They have some very cute kitchen items that are small…perfect for travel trailer and tiny home kitchens. The bonus is, part of the proceeds go to support Starpoint, a program that assists special needs adults. They have over 15 employees from Starpoint that work in the store with their job coaches. For those who may not know, my brother has special needs and is a client with a wonderful program near me. They literally gave him a life, so I am passionate about supporting these earth angels who give of themselves so selflessly. If you find yourself in Salida, go see the beautiful people of The Mixing Bowl and drop some serious coin. Tell them Marshmallow Ranch sent you!!!

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\"pagosa “The Hot Springs at Pagosa Springs, Colorado”

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Mr. Virgo and I lived in Pagosa Springs for a year. I’m sitting on the deck of my favorite Mexican restaurant enjoying a taco salad. What a beautiful place! You see mountains in every direction. This is a view of the hot springs pools across the river. The river is filled with tubers keeping cool. It’s the peak of tourist season here in Colorado. Perfect weather for summer fun!

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\"breakfast “Breakfast Along the San Juan River”

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\"sportsmen “My Little Home Away From Home”

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\"silver “Garden Markers”

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I sold silverware garden markers and jewelry to pay for camping and gas on my journey!

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I saw lots of beautiful, wild places on this last road trip! Here are a couple of photos.

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\"wild “Wild Hot Springs - Reno, Colorado

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It was nearly 100 degrees the day Sue and I stopped here. The water was almost too hot to get into. The spring has been dug out and lined with rocks and cement with a sandy bottom. It is deep enough to get down in up to your neck. It was SO hot, we couldn’t stay in long, but every time we got out, the horseflies came and bit us. It was awful! We didn’t stay there too long. I think it would be wonderful in the winter.

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\"long “Climbing into the wilds of Colorado.”

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My friend Sue and I went over Red Mountain Pass and caught this long view of the far mountain above tree line. So many vistas look like paintings out west. There is a rare and wild beauty in the wilderness of Colorado.

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\"ford “On the road again!”

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I found out Wednesday that I have the next two weeks off. It has been really hot and dry so I’m heading for the hills! While contemplating where to go, I made a rather rash decision thinking I might head for California. That would be epic! Alas, it was dusk before I made it 100 miles. It was still 90 degrees and I hadn’t even hit the desert yet. I filled up with gas and thought I should calculate mileage/price per gallon. When I discovered the trip would cost a month’s mortgage in gas alone, I quite quickly changed my mind and decided to stay in state. (So sorry, Patti!)

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I pulled into an RV park that is close enough to the train tracks to enjoy the sound but far enough away to not be disturbing. I awoke to a beautiful day and took my sweet time getting ready to see the sights. Heading into the high country! (picture: TOW-Wanda stops at Starbucks. She can’t help herself!)

\n", "date_published": "2014-06-27T01:30:13-06:00", "url": "https://marshmallowranch.com/2014/06/27/on-the-road-again.html", "tags": ["Colorado","Travel","Grief","Overcoming Obstacles","TOW-Wanda!","Camping","The Grand Adventure","Growth","goRVing"] }, { "id": "http://mashmallowranch.micro.blog/2014/06/26/simplicity.html", "title": "Simplicity", "content_html": "

\"ear “Times have changed.”

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A year ago, I wrote a post lamenting that I was having difficulty forcing myself to cook (and eat) a meal. I tried this and that…playing music, making the meal tasty and beautiful, setting a nice table, even buying fresh flowers to make dining alone seem somehow more palatable. I’m here to tell you I have failed…magnificently. And I couldn’t be happier!

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Honestly, I pretty much hate cooking anymore, especially when it’s just for me. I try to eat foods that are good for me…doesn’t always happen, but I try. This time of year is my absolute favorite because the summer taste treat that I adore…ADORE…is starting to hit the produce section. Corn! We’re past that spring-corn-that-tastes-more-like-pig-fodder stage and heading into that glorious, albeit far too brief, time of succulent spears of gold that burst with flavor with each toothy bite! Yesssssss…with butter, REAL butter. And sea salt and fresh ground pepper. Oh, my….the gods swoon at the mere mention of these heavenly morsels! Oh, yes….I LOVE corn-on-the-cob (and fresh garden tomatoes…oh, and watermelon!) more than anything in the world! And the best thing? The very, VERY best thing? I cooked it and ate it over the kitchen sink as I watched the evening stroll of the resident deer coming down off the mountain behind my house. I let the juice and butter drip down my chin with abandon as I listened to the crickets and the big window fan upstairs that I brought from my mother’s house when she died. I grew up listening to that fan every day. It is the essence of summer to me. I stood there and let myself totally enjoy the moment…barefoot, tank top, cutoffs. Oh, my gosh…..life is so sweet and good…and so simple!

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Photo credit: janeheller.com

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\"woman “Magic!”

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Something magical is happening. Since I put the house on the market, I haven’t slept in it. The most I’ve “cooked” was making a bowl of cereal the other day. I use the shower and immediately clean the bathroom to showing perfection. It took a great deal of effort and a fair amount of money to get this place in tip-top shape and I’ll be darned if I’m going to mess it up when I have a perfectly good house on wheels to stay in.

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Here’s where the magic comes in. I’m losing my attachment to my “stuff”. You know, those things I carefully boxed up because I just HAD to have them? Oh, there are certainly things I would never, ever part with, but by golly…I’m sitting here thinking about those boxes in storage and running an inventory in my head and I can’t think of more than a dozen things that are in there! And if I don’t even KNOW what I have, why on earth do I need it? This is a beautiful revelation.

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My son-in-law’s mom is the dearest person and we are just as much family as if we were blood relatives. I was sitting at her kitchen table having coffee last week. She said, “You know, Ginny…the first thing you need to do is picture exactly what you want your life to look like, then go out and find what fits that picture.” Brilliant! I’ve always accepted whatever house was available and fit my life into it. This time I have an opportunity to totally create the kind of LIFE I want then I can pick and choose what fits into it, be it home, work, travel…whatever. This is a whole new concept to my creative brain and it’s running on overtime with imagination.

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In order to begin this new creation, I have to come up with a list of priorities. Now that I have the house under control, I can spend the days I’m not working divided into three parts. The first part of the day is when I’m most rested and it’s cooler, so I’ll spend that doing any cleaning/gardening/purging/hauling that needs to be done. The second part of the day is when it’s hot and uncomfortable, so I will spend that portion doing sedentary activities like sorting through boxes of papers and pictures, working online taking a downsizing class, and writing my blog posts and book. The third part of the day is when it has cooled off and I am the most relaxed and creative. I can use those hours to read, research, and define my new lifestyle.

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I’ve come a long way on this grief journey. This time last year…well, I really don’t remember much at all about last year, which is probably a good thing. I still miss Mr. Virgo. It still hurts. But I’ve grown a lot this year and I know he would be pleased with my progress. I refuse to sit and let grass grow under my feet. This is good stuff here!

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\"stormy “Stormy Weather”

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I spent yesterday helping Daughter #1 with her house and the kids. At the end of the day, we went to the Apple store to get a phone reset then went to dinner. Everyone was hot and tired and the kids were grumpy. It was raining really hard and when I came back to the trailer I noticed it was parked in about three inches of standing water. I walked through it then realized the power cord to the trailer was laying right there. That was somewhat disconcerting. I called my son-in-law’s parents inside and they came out, disconnected the power cord and we moved it to the high ground and put the connection under a bucket.

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The temp dropped 25 degrees in one hour with that storm. I saw where was snow in Utah and there are severe weather warnings (including measurable snowfall) predicted for the high country in the next 24 hours. Weird, weird weather.

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I am planning on meeting my dear friend Patti from Buffalo Baking Co.​today and hanging out. We have to do a little retail therapy and dining. Really looking forward to that!

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<3

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\"little “My Little”

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Someone small came to visit overnight in TOW-Wanda! We snuggled in after supper and visited and played games and read. She is Nana’s buddy!

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This is the most important reason for moving here. My family. I lived here for two and a half years when Mr. Virgo and I moved from Pagosa Springs. I really didn’t get to spend this kind of quality time with the kids and grandkids then because I was so busy focusing on him. It is such a blessing to have this time with my family.

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I’ve been searching different neighborhoods to get a feel for where I want to live. Of course, the most desirable have nothing for sale because everyone wants to live there. I fell in love with Old Town Golden but it’s too expensive even if there was something to buy. The good thing is, I’m not in a hurry and can stay in TOW-Wanda as long as I need to till I find the perfect place. Patience has never been my strong suit! :-)

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\"headboard\" “A gift from my sweet man.”

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Mr. Virgo was generous to a fault. I had to be careful what I said I liked because I would end up getting it. But really, a lot of times I didn’t need it…nor did I want it. You can LIKE something…a LOT, without necessarily wanting it. This was sometimes the case with Mr. Virgo’s gifts.

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He showed me a bedroom suit once in a catalog. He asked if I liked it. I told him I thought it was gorgeous. And it was. But it was also WAY too big for our bedroom and more money than I had ever spent on a whole HOUSE FULL of furniture in my life. And…three weeks later there were three large crates of furniture in my driveway. I didn’t say a word. The man worked hard for his money, he didn’t drink or run around. He deserved to have a comfortable home.

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Now I am seriously downsizing and this beautiful furniture must go. But, for now, it is dressing up my house…making it appealing to a new buyer. And that makes me smile.

\n", "date_published": "2014-06-17T01:30:27-06:00", "url": "https://marshmallowranch.com/2014/06/17/generosity.html", "tags": ["Colorado","Family","Downsizing"] }, { "id": "http://mashmallowranch.micro.blog/2014/06/15/my-house.html", "title": "My House", "content_html": "

Letting go of this house is a bittersweet affair. It was my first home I owned all on my own so I have been very proud of it. Yet, it is the home I shared with Mr. Virgo and his memory is around every corner. We refinanced it just five months before he died, which gives me a mortgage until I am 90 years old…not something I am willing to contend with. So, off she goes. Prayers for a buyer who loves it as much as I did!

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\"view “Good Morning, Colorado!”

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Ok, waking up to this does not suck! Climbing back in bed with a fresh cup of French pressed coffee and listening to the birdsong is just further evidence of God. This was in a section of the campground reserved for groups so not everyone gets to see this!

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Colorado is an odd state. We go from the furnace inside to the furnace outside in a matter of days. When the temp gets up in the eighties, I start sleeping in TOW-Wanda…even if it’s at the curb in front of my house. The other night, I was just drifting off when a fox and a feline of some sort decided to have an altercation right under my open window. Have you ever heard a fox bark? It sounds like a woman screaming. I about jumped through my skin!

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Ahhhh, living in the wild in a travel trailer!

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\"letting “Letting Go…Some More”

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I going “off the grid” for a few days of R&R with TOW-Wanda so I am writing my next few posts in advance. No water, no electric, no cell service for 30 miles! Just a group of friends, hanging around the campfire, telling stories, and having fun. There’s a trip to a BBQ place as well as a trip to some hot springs planned. Gonna do some fishin’, readin’, and nappin’. Yesssssss!

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Today’s post is revisiting the subject of letting go. I’ve let go of a lot in the last 14 months. I let go of the future life I had planned. I let go of the identity I had of being half of something. I let go of Mr. Virgo’s physical presence. I let go of his clothes and his bike. I’m letting go of his golf clubs as soon as I find a buyer. I’m letting go of the house we shared. Letting go is like diving into the deep end of a pool full of murky water. It says on the edge that it’s 12 feet deep. You have to trust that, but man….sometimes it’s so hard to plunge headlong when you can’t see the bottom!

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I have faith that when I step off the edge, God will do one of two things….He’ll either catch me when I fall or teach me how to fly.

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\"reflection “Reflection…20/20 Vision of the Mind”

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This time last year I had just begun my Grand Adventure…my three month road trip in TOW-Wanda. It was really just the beginning of my grief journey. As I look back, I can see how far I’ve come since those lost days. Reflecting also gives me 20/20 vision. I can see where I made some poor decisions. I spent too much money. I got involved in situations I had no business getting involved in, as I was unprepared to handle the repercussions. I lost connections I thought I would always have. I made new connections that I hope will carry through the rest of my life. I cried more tears than I thought humanly possible. I found out how strong this West Virginia gal really is. That strength is solid. I know where it is and how to access it when needed. Something I did not always have in the past. Death is the great equalizer. We are all different but grief will knock every one of us to our knees at some point in life. I am grateful for these life lessons. I guess that is our true purpose in life. To learn that there is strength in our greatest weakness. To learn to love from the deepest crevasse of our souls. To know the compassion of others. To feel. Charles Dickens was right…It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. Life is funny that way.

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\"landscaping “Progress!”

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I received a text with some photos of the work done in my yard. What a nice couple to do this so I can monitor progress while I’m out of town! Can’t wait to see the finished project!

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Snuggled in TOW-Wanda last night with my 7-year-old. We went to her end-of-year party at school and she was whupped. So was Nana! Today is swim meet then delivering furniture to daughter #2.

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I know I am making the right decision to move down here. It just feels right. I feel my place in the family more tangibly than I ever have. It’s a good feeling and I know I’m going to be much happier. I stopped yesterday morning and had coffee with Mr. Virgo. I read the paper in the morning sunshine and chatted with him about the house and stuff. I will miss turning up the hill whenever I want, but I’ll still go visit. I’ll need to see my brother every month or so anyway and I can visit with him then. Actually, I visit with him every day because he is always close to me. That won’t change no matter where I live. <3

\n", "date_published": "2014-05-17T01:30:52-06:00", "url": "https://marshmallowranch.com/2014/05/17/progress.html", "tags": ["Colorado","Growth","Downsizing"] }, { "id": "http://mashmallowranch.micro.blog/2014/04/30/cozy-cottage.html", "title": "Cozy Cottage", "content_html": "

\"cozy “Cozy Cottage”

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In the five years between my divorce and meeting Mr. Virgo, I decorated my house like an English country cottage. After we were married, he put up with my froufrou decorating for about six months. One day he couldn’t take it anymore and said we had to add some testosterone to the décor. So I bought some beautiful used furniture and we decorated so it would become “our” house. I’ve always missed that touch of froufrou though! Now that I’m thinking of selling my house, all these wonderful decorating ideas are coming to mind.

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I needed to go to the Apple Store today to have them look at my iPad. Right next door, in the Flatirons Crossing Mall, is my favorite store in the world! Cozy Cottage has everything I could want…and then some. I think when I move, I’ll take just a select few pieces of furniture, and decorate just the way I want…what Mr. Virgo called “English country cottage $#!/”! My girls will roll their eyes. I will sigh and smile!

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\"vintage “Cowgirl Caravan”

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Ok, remember your very favorite slumber party when you were a girl. Now, picture that very same slumber party but this time there’s fifty girls, you can do whatever you want for four days, and you’re not going to get in trouble. (Well, ok….at least no one is going to TELL on you!)

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That’s what a Sisters on the Fly​ event is like. I feel like I got to sit at the cool kids table because we’re ALL cool kids! I remember when I was in my thirties and it occurred to me I had forgotten how to play. We get so caught up in our families and work and responsibilities that we push that playful girl into the background. SOTF makes girls out of women. It’s a safe place to let off steam and act silly and laugh till…well, you know. We can dress up in silly outfits and wear tiaras and tutus with our cowgirl boots. We can smoke a cigar or streak through the campground nekkid and earn a merit badge for it! (That actually happened on this trip. If there was a CPR badge, I might have streaked because anyone who witnessed it would be at grave risk!) Fun….just plain fun! Can’t wait for the next gathering. I have found my tribe.

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Happy Trails!

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\"camper “A Room to Myself”

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So, today I head out for my first Sisters on the Fly event of the season! I’m SO excited! This trip I am taking a half day fly fishing lesson, a half day horseback ride, a junkin’ trip to town, and all sorts of fun activities with the girls. It’s like Girl Scouts with martinis!

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These trips are fun, but just as necessary are those where I get back in the high country and face Mother Nature on my own. I can breathe. I can slow down. I can listen to the wind in the trees and the songs of the birds. I can see flora and fauna abundant. I can feel the sun on my face and smell the pine on the breeze. It is truly divine!

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I am formulating my re-entry to the work-a-day world. I’ve been blessed to have this time to get myself together after losing Mr. Virgo and now I feel ready to jump back in. I’m going to take the summer to get it together, downsize, and make some big changes in my life. It’s time. And I’m ready.

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\"sparkle “You were born to SPARKLE!”

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You were BORN to SPARKLE…even on TAX DAY!!

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Really, you were! I know I was. Some days I sparkle so bright, I need sunglasses! Yesterday was just such a day. Well, it ended up that way.

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Remember a week or two ago I wrote the post about procrastinating? Well, that was triggered by my reticence to tackle my taxes. It was much more complicated this year because I started a business, and Mr. Virgo died. I was so worried because I have had to pay big bucks the last few years. Fortunately, there are a ton of write offs with a business and I’m actually getting a little sumpin’ sumpin’ back! When I saw that, I burst into tears of relief. Of course, I had been chained to the computer since 8:30am. And I finished at 11:00p so it could be I had just had it with the chore.

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Oh, by the way…did you get to see the lunar eclipse? One of the bennies of watching the neighbor’s dog is the use of their hot tub. So I sat out there and watched the moon change. It was all so lovely. :-D

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So, whatever it takes…get out there and sparkle today! It’s nearly 3am here and Lowe’s is delivering my new dishwasher in a few hours. I still haven’t uninstalled the old one yet and I want them to take it to the dump so I’d better get some sleep. We’ll catch up later!

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:-)

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\"waterfall “Joyfulness”

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“Joyfulness keeps the heart and face young. A good laugh makes us better friends with ourselves and everybody around us.”\nOrison Scott Marden

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In the weeks and months following Mr. Virgo’s death, I wasn’t sure I would ever really laugh and feel joy again. True…I bought TOW-Wanda and joined Sisters on the Fly so I would have joyful things to look forward to, but it was truly difficult to look far enough ahead to see long lasting happiness. But, eventually, I did feel joy. I got my sense of humor back. I laughed again. There were times when I had to make the conscious decision to be happy, but those times have become fewer and farther between.

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One of the first things I did in the days before the funeral was hit the bargain bin movies at Target and buy several comedies. My daughters and I watched a couple of them and I also found them to be very helpful during the dark months of winter. Another thing I did was surround myself with really fun and funny people. I have this one particular friend that can always, always, always make me laugh. When I’m down, I can call him and after the obligatory consolations, we are off on a laugh fest that has us rolling. I have several friends like that, actually. Laughter is SO important. It really IS the best medicine!

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If you are new to this journey, trust me…you will laugh again. Your loved one wouldn’t want you moping around being sad for too long. On the other hand, take whatever time you need to grieve. And know it’s a roller coaster. There isn’t a single trajectory. There isn’t a right way or a wrong way. There is only YOUR way.

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<3 Ginny

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\"woman “Meanwhile, back on the farm…”

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This photo makes me smile. We lived in this log house on two acres a few miles out of town. I grew up spending a lot of time on my grandparents’ farm in WV. I owned every issue of Mother Earth News. I cut and split wood. And I wanted a garden, so I borrowed this old John Deere and plowed the south forty. Well, 4000 square feet of it anyway. I had every vegetable you could want and they were growing like crazy. I went back home to visit family the end of June and my husband called me to break the news. We had a hard freeze and my garden was gone. June 23rd. Sigh.

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I tried again the next summer and apparently the deer got the memo about the new 4000 square foot salad bar opening up because they were camped out with bibs on. Grrrrr.

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I didn’t have a garden for years till I bought this house 14 years ago and I can’t say I have a proper garden. A neighbor moved and left their hot tub saying they’d be back for it. I never heard from them again. I filled it and it worked for a year. When it broke, I filled it with dirt and created the world’s biggest container garden! I got quite a lot of veggies out of it.

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Hope you are enjoying your spring…wherever you are!

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\"orvis “Orvis Hot Springs - Ridgeway, Colorado”

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What a delightful way to end my two week sabbatical. My friend, Sue, joined me yesterday. We soaked at Orvis Hot Springs. Interestingly, it is clothing optional (gasp!) and while I have no problem going topless, I could not go the full Monty. Which was a darned good thing because I ran into a little gal that I work with. While she is young and fit, I am….ummmm, NOT and I would have hated to be responsible for her having to seek therapy over the trauma of my nakedness! lol

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After our soak, we headed into Ouray for a lovely Mexican food extravaganza. We hit some of the shops and what trip to Ouray would be complete without a stop at Mouse’s Chocolates? We went back to the room. I napped off my lunch while Sue read. Then we began the 100 Miles in 100 Days challenge. We walked 1.18 miles in the snow. She had me download an app by Nike called Nike+ Running which mapped out my walk, distance, and time. It even talks to you as you walk telling you when you reached a mile and what your time was. I think you can program it to cheer. I wonder if you can program it to go out for pizza or bring you some ice cream? No, wait…that would be counterproductive, yet an intriguing idea.

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After our walk, we headed back to Orvis for a nice soak in the lithium waters. It was actively snowing by then and it was truly divine. We closed down the pool and headed back to the motel. We stayed at Riverside Inn and Cabins which is right on the river and is perfectly fine and affordable.

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I am rested, refreshed, mellow and ready for my next move. I ordered a piece of equipment that will help me make my jewelry faster and it should be delivered at the first of the week. I have some orders to make and now I should be able to build up some inventory for art shows/sales.

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I am stopping in Grand Junction today to talk to a woman about ways to make TOW-Wanda look like a vintage trailer. That should be interesting.

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I am ready to go home. I am ready for spring. I am so grateful and I offer that as my prayer for today. Thanks for traveling with me…I enjoyed your company. We’ll be heading back out, you and I, on April 18th so stay tuned and be ready for more adventures!

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Life is a balancing act. When I was raising my children, I was doing all those extra things you do as a young mother and wife. Soccer, cheerleading, Hospital Auxiliary…I was even a DJ on the local public radio station. I had a 4000 square foot garden and boarded horses. I canned, baked our bread, made yoghurt and tofu as well as chopped wood for the wood stove we heated our house with. Throw in the time I volunteered at a local Arabian farm in exchange for my daughter’s riding lessons and the fact that my kids are nearly 16 years apart and my husband at the time was a doctor and rarely at home, my life was crazy. I felt like that guy on the Ed Sullivan Show who spun 20 plates on sticks and tried to keep them from falling. I exercised like a fiend for stress reduction but eventually it all came apart and the plates crashed to the ground.

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It took a lot of work to put all those pieces back together and I protect my sanity like a mother bear protecting her cubs. I know all too well how easily life can tip out of balance. When I feel the storms of stress rumbling at the edges of my consciousness, I know it’s time to pull back and take a seat deep within. When my mind starts to chatter and criticize, I pray. I meditate. I become the one who listens…the one who hears the chatter. I remind myself that the chatterbox in my mind is not “me”. It is thought. Thoughts come and go. I am always here. When I can sit with that, my mind quiets down and I can just BE. In the present. In this moment. I don’t worry about what happened before…I don’t predict what will happen next. I just retreat to my inner sanctuary for a while. It’s very refreshing and life affirming. It takes practice and becomes easier when you reach “a certain age”. I think we remember that time when we were children. That time before the big people told us what, and what not to believe.

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Yesterday’s drive (note the bighorn sheep that was right beside the road) and subsequent soak in the local hot springs was just such an event. As I sat in my car with TOW-Wanda hooked up and ready, I spent a few moments getting still and taking in the amazing views from my friend’s property. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing. I listened to the Earth below me speak her wisdom. As I opened my eyes, there….flying directly at my windshield, not twenty feet away, was a young bald eagle. He swept right by my window, pulling up at the last possible moment. I smiled at the rush of energy that swept through me. I was ready to move into the next room in my soul.

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Ahhhh…Spring cleaning.

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\"Mesa “A Moment in Time”

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I woke up to six inches of wet snow yesterday morning. The only good thing about that (besides the much needed moisture) is that snow doesn’t hang around long this time of year. When I looked out, I noticed my friend Sue was still at home. About then she texted me to see if I was up yet. I went in for coffee and we sat in front of the wall of windows watching a gazillion birds at the many feeders they have.

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Sue was supposed to go to work today but the weather kept her in. Once things cleared a little, we decided to head up to Mesa Verde to see the ruins. They had about a foot of snow up there and it was beautiful!

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While wandering around it became apparent that I am not in shape. I was huffing and puffing and had to sit down whenever I found a bench. Granted, we were up pretty high, but that doesn’t excuse me for letting myself get like this. I spent the winter writing (and eating) and now that it’s Spring, I’m going to get out and walk. Who’s up for a challenge? Anyone want to form a walking club? We can walk “together” for encouragement. :-)

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This moment in time is all we have. Let’s make the most of it, ok?

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\"happiness “Happiness Depends Upon Ourselves” Aristotle

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Aristotle got it. Why is it, all these many years later, we still struggle with this? Granted, Aristotle didn’t have to worry about global warming, or airplanes crashing into buildings, or the stock market collapsing. He wasn’t bombarded by Madison Avenue or the 9:00 News. If he had children, they weren’t clamoring for the latest electronics or doing drugs under the bleachers. Still, he understood the nature of happiness. It comes from within. He understood this even though, I am sure, he had personal losses and disappointments.

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But, what happens when you call for your old friend…happiness…and it seems she’s moved out. She didn’t leave a forwarding address. You just can’t find her anywhere, no matter how hard you try. You muddle along, that dark cloud hanging over your head. Your friends are long past caring to hear, yet again, how fabulous your loved one was. Your loved ones are thinking, “Come on, already…get over it!” Maybe they’re even telling you that…out loud! You want to stand up and say some pretty choice epithets. Yes, happiness comes from within. So does sadness. So does grief. So do all of our emotions. They originate in thoughts. And when the thoughts change, the emotions will follow…when you’re ready.

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Happiness depends upon ourselves. Four little words that pack a wallop. Be patient if yours is AWOL. It will return.

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\"solitude “Solitude”

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Last night I went to a reception honoring a local woman for her recent induction in the Colorado Women’s Hall of Fame. Afterwards, Sue and I met a friend of hers for dinner then we all headed to see the documentary film “Walking the Camino”. The Camino de Santiago is a pilgrimage that takes you from the south of France across Spain. You walk 800 kilometers (497 miles!). The film followed six people as they made the trek, each for their own reasons. There were two gentlemen friends in their 70’s down to a 3 year old trekking with his mother. (SHE was my hero!) The scenery was amazing. The struggles, and blisters, were true tests of the mettle of the brave souls who look inward during this journey. We all left ready to fill a backpack and go. Sue’s friend IS going…in September. She lost her beloved husband 2 years ago and this is her breakout moment, her change of course. Wow…I so admire her! This takes guts and determination and strength…physical, mental, emotional, spiritual. I may have to save up for this.

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Meanwhile, back at the ranch, there has been a HUGE hatch of miller moth cutworms and they are EVERYWHERE! I read online that they really come out at night to feed and they weren’t kidding. I walked out to the trailer when we got home late last night and the ground was littered with them. Ooooogy.

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We are expecting snow Wednesday afternoon and Thursday. I’m going to move the trailer out of the field because I could get stuck in all this red dirt which will turn to clay.

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Happy April Fool’s Day! My Pop-Pop was born 115 years ago today.

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\"traveler “The Traveler”

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I arrived in Durango Friday afternoon and took my friend Sue’s yoga class. Man, I am so out of shape but it was fun. We visited and I met one of her friends when we stopped for tea afterwards. By the time we were done, it was getting late so we stayed at a place she is house sitting for. I slept in TOW-Wanda at the curb. I’ve become accustomed to my own bed and every time I sleep in her, the price per night goes down! ;-)

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Sue and I had tea yesterday morning and did a yoga practice before heading out to her house. I got the trailer all set up then four of us headed to Hovenweep National Monument. We did a beautiful hike around the cliffs and Ancient Puebloan (formerly referred to as Anasazi) ruins. A little picnic out on a rock at the edge of the canyon was delightful. We came home and Sue fixed a wonderful vegetarian dinner and I excused myself early to go out to the trailer and make a few phone calls, read, and hit the hay. Exercise, sunshine, and fresh air leading to a great night’s sleep in the desert. What a fun, fun day!

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(Photo taken at Hovenweep.)

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\"wander “Not all who wander are lost.” JRR Tolkein

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This was taken last summer up at Steamboat Lake above Steamboat Springs. I am chomping at the bit to get on the road! I just found out (after 3 hours making travel plans this morning) that both of my kids are off for spring break next week. I’m changing my plans so I can spend time with them and leave for my road trip a little later than I was going to! Can’t pass up family time!

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\"blue “Colorado Blue Blaster Day!!!”

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Coffee with the girls this morning then drove with TOW-Wanda to Denver. Watching ‘High School Musical’ at Westminster High School. Can’t wait to see the grandchildren dancing in the finale! It is reminiscent of when their mommy was in theater.

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Tomorrow, my younger daughter and I will get together and do something epic. (It’s a surprise!) Saturday night will be a sleepover with the grandgirls in the trailer. Sunday I’m meeting dear friends to go to church. Then back home on Monday. A four day weekend will be gone before I know it!

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\"camper “Springtime in the Rockies”

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I headed to the lake Sunday afternoon. I needed to be alone with my thoughts and memories. The anniversary of Mr. Virgo’s death has come and gone. I loved being in the trailer alone. I talked to him. I cried for him. I wrote…and read…and prayed…and napped. I stared at the water and the birds. I listened to the wind and the geese. And I let it go. This year. This awful, heart-breaking, life-changing yet beautiful, blessed year. This change came from a 12 month gestation to birth a different version of me. Older, wiser, deeper. Grief knocked off some of those sharp edges and has humbled me in ways I never knew. And now? Now I’m ready to face whatever comes my way! I’m ready to tackle new projects. Travel to new places. Finish writing my book. Keep writing here. Take more pictures. Make more jewelry. Enter speaker training (not all who train are chosen, but it is a skill I can use anyway!). Paint. Learn. Grow. Teach. Fish. Hike. Camp.

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Life is a precious gift. I don’t want to miss one single moment of it. So, I’m heading off to watch my grandchildren sing in the chorus of their first stage production!!!

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I’ll get back to you from the road!

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<3 Ginny

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\"sisters “Sisters on the Fly”

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If you are looking for something really, REALLY fun to do, you simply MUST join Sisters on the Fly! They are an outdoor adventure club with a goal of empowering women. Picture Girl Scouts with martinis! Do I have your attention yet?

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As many of you know, Mr. Virgo and I were standing in a travel trailer deciding which one to buy when he had his heart attack. We were preparing for his retirement and had plans to travel the country, one little town at a time. When I was left a widow unexpectedly, I decided to fulfil that dream. I went out two weeks after he died and bought TOW-Wanda and took off for three months alone to work my way through my grief in my own way. In 2004, my mother had died and I rented a 17’ U-Haul with a car hauler behind for my Toyota, so I knew I could handle a little ol’ 16 foot travel trailer on my own.

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I had seen a news item about Sisters on the Fly and it struck me as great fun. With Mr. Virgo gone, I needed to find something joyful to put in front of me. I ordered their book and read it the week after the funeral. These women are amazing! The organization was founded by two real life sisters as a way to have some fun with their friends in their vintage travel trailers. You don’t have to have a vintage trailer to join. As a matter of fact, you don’t even have to HAVE a trailer. There are now nearly 5,000 members all over the world. And once you are a Sister, you have 4,999 real life sisters of your own that have your back!

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You can earn badges for such wonderful skills as mixing the best martini, smoking a cigar, backing up a trailer. There are organized activities at the gatherings of the Sisters and you may find yourself fly fishing for the first time. Or hiking, horseback riding, Dutch oven cooking. Or just sitting around the fire telling stories. I would highly recommend joining this wonderful, supportive, loving group of women whose motto is “We have more fun than anyone!!!” Check them out here…

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www.sistersonthefly.com

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See you on the trail!

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\"SUV “New Frontiers”

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I was sitting in a local restaurant having brunch on Sunday after church. This has become a ritual for me…a time to either visit with a friend that I invite to join me, or dine alone. I delight in the company when someone comes along, but the times alone allow me the opportunity to reflect on the sermon of the day. And, since this week’s sermon was on sex, what better time to discuss new frontiers…of all types. (No, I’m not going to get into a discussion about sex…today anyway!)

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As I sat gazing out the window of this charming little restaurant, I watched some people across the street unloading kitchen equipment into a building that will house a new bakery/cafe. I was reminded of when I began my own little needlework supply store as a recently separated woman thirteen years ago. I was thrilled, hopeful, scared to death. Would people come? Would they buy? Could I sell enough thread to keep the doors open? (Turns out, I could not, but that’s a story for another day.) I imagined this new entrepreneur, setting up shop, planning, praying. It is a new frontier where this person is headed. And we, as widows, are headed to new frontiers as well.

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My journey took me to a little 16’ travel trailer. TOW-Wanda is her name. She is new, not the vintage trailer I had dreamed of, but with classic lines that make her look older than she is. When I bought her, I remember a remarkable feeling coming over me. A feeling of security, of safety, of somehow ‘coming home’. When we were children, we all had forts, playhouses, tents, tree houses. Places where we could find refuge from the stresses of childhood…parents, siblings, bullies…anyone who dimmed our light. We needed that little fantastical escape to recharge our batteries. We don’t stop needing that just because we are older and alone. Being in TOW-Wanda does that for me, even if I’m sitting at the curb in front of my house.

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We will be heading into the travel season before long. If you have ever thought about having a travel trailer and have the means to get one, then by all means, do so! I travelled alone for three months last summer and never felt threatened or frightened. If I didn’t know how to do something, I just Googled it. If I needed help with something, I just asked for it…there are always helpful “neighbors” when you are camping. And if you need company, trailer and RVers are the BEST! They will invite you to their campfire. When they find out you are traveling alone, they will offer help and either share their meal or they will invite you for cocktails at Happy Hour. I found the typical response was disbelief from the wives…“You’re doing this ALONE??? Oh, I could NEVER do that!” Yes, honey…you can…and you may have to…so watch and learn.) Men were typically quite impressed with my ability to back my trailer into the tightest of spaces and hook/unhook the trailer without A) taking out the tree or the picnic table or B) having to ask for help.

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As we get closer to trailer time, I’ll share some posts about travel for the unaccompanied woman. There’s a big, bright world out there, ladies, and it’s ours for the taking. All we have to do is suit up and show up!

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\"coyote “Nature…cheaper than therapy!”

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Therapy has its place in our lives. When everything falls apart, sometimes we need a little help sorting out the pieces. It’s up to us to provide the glue.

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One of the things I absolutely love about TOW-Wanda is she has big windows strategically placed. I can hand grind and prepare my French-pressed coffee in the morning, prop up my pillows and get back in bed. I always try to park with the best views out the biggest window. I watch the light change, listen to the wind in the trees, and soak every ounce of nature’s beauty into the marrow of my bones. I always keep binoculars, a camera, and my journal within easy reach. Once the chill is off the morning, I hike, fish, drive, or just sit by a rushing stream. I try not to have an agenda unless I have a destination in mind.

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Last fall, I had to find a place to park TOW-Wanda. I really wanted to keep her at home with me but I ran out of time to prepare a parking spot for her. She’s out on a mesa near the airport. Not bad views either. I go out when I can and hike through the snow to reach her. She’s well insulated and if the sun is shining, I can stay pretty warm under the covers. I’ve been known to go out after church, crawl in bed with a good book, and take a nap. While I may not be lost in the woods, I’m in an environment that nurtures the same feelings and I always feel like I’ve had a vacation afterwards…even if it’s only been a couple of hours.

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Get outside. Take a walk. Feel the sun or wind or even just snow on your face. If you are grieving in the winter, you have the added challenge of dark, dismal days. Feed the birds and watch them. Force bulbs in pots on the windowsill. Plant grass seed in planters so you can run your fingers through it. Pets are perfect. They sooth your soul. If you aren’t up to having a pet, visit a local animal rescue. They can always use extra hands. And fear not….Spring will be here soon. Just hang in there. You’re doing really hard work. We’ll get through this.

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\"vintage “Vintage Bluebird Cowboy Boots”

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Ok, I need another pair of cowboy boots like I need a hole in my head. Really. But I’ve been looking for a pair like these since I joined Sisters on the Fly. Some of the gals have THE coolest boots and yes, I covet them. I’m sorry. I need a 12 step program. I need to step away from the computer. NOT! I bought these bad girls SO fast it made my head spin!!! I hope they fit. The gal said I could send them back if they don’t. They are my size but cowboy boots are fickle. Oh, I’m going to do the happy dance in these! Oh, why wait…I’ll just do the happy dance right now. Nothing like a small amount of retail therapy to make a girl feel better about life in general.

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My hands, shoulders, and neck are SO sore from wielding a heavy hammer for hours pounding out these spoons and forks. Just headed downstairs to get a cold drink when I heard the familiar “beep” of a dying battery in the smoke detector in my bedroom. So, I’m out of here for a bit to get batteries, check the mail, and break for the afternoon.

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Have a fabulous afternoon and evening!

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\"silverware “Silverware for Jewelry”

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Pounding silver today. I’m in the studio and rockin’ out to Joe Cocker. The holidays are nearly upon us and there are people who want my jewelry to sell in their stores. This is the first time in weeks I have felt creative and energized enough to hit the work bench and I am pumped!

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This was a rough week but I’ve turned the corner and I’m heading right back up! I returned from my last trip with a bug that I picked up on the plane, pulled my back out pulling up my pants (insert laugh track here), had my physical (whee!) with some resultant abnormal blood tests, had said tests repeated with the addition of an abdominal ultrasound (results to follow), worked an 11 hour day yesterday whilst ill (haven’t we all?), and found out an old friend from my past died on the 15th. What was worse though…her son died 5 days later at the age of 52 leaving a wife and two kids (16 & 20). There is no rhyme or reason to this. We have no explanation as to why these things happen other than it is the nature of life. It’s unpredictable, uncontrollable. Ecclesiastes 3:1. My thoughts and prayers are with the families involved.

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I’ve been steadily catching up with the things I let slide while I was battling this cold (and icing my back as well as my ego. I mean, really…who throws their back out pulling up their pants?!) I am heading out tomorrow (oh gosh…TODAY) to the big city and fly out to Las Vegas on Sunday to keep Mr. B company while he’s teaching a class down there. Ok, I’m also going to be lazy in the sunshine, read, have lunch with a high school friend, see a long lost nephew, exercise, nap, go out to breakfast/lunch/dinner, and check out the action on the Strip. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do, right?

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I was SO excited when I found this really low airfare with Spirit for this trip. I’ve never flown with them before. I received an e-mail today reminding me that I had not “purchased luggage” yet. I’m thinking….“How would they know if I had luggage or not?” Mr. B, ever the world traveler, said it meant I hadn’t paid for (online, in advance) my luggage fee. Ok, most airlines have a bag fee these days. but when I went on their site, the bag fee is $100!!! PER BAG. Now, you have to understand that I just returned from a 2.5 week trip to WV which admittedly had 2-3 seasons of weather over that time and a girl has to have the right shoes and an assortment of sweaters, jeans, shorts, tanks, skirts, belts, jewelry, and did I mention shoes? I took two suitcases…BIG, heavy suitcases…to a farm. Today I stuffed a toothbrush, a pair of sandals, and a sundress into my Ferragamo bag because, while I may pay more for something like the bag itself, there’s no way I’m paying someone $100 to carry it for me!

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If it’s snowing where you are, keep warm. If it’s hot, keep cool. And have a great weekend!

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\"aspen “Aspen Gold - Vail, Colorado

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Heading home from Denver after three weeks on the road. What a gorgeous drive. Snow is in the forecast. I’m home for the next 9 days then meeting Mr. B in Vegas for a week. One of these days I’m going to have to work and earn some money like a real adult! I’ve given myself a year to recoup and gain my bearings. I’ve come a long way but there’s still further to go. I was just in Costco and there was a little music box playing Christmas carols and it made my heart ache. It’s the littlest things, isn’t it?

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Enjoy this Fall day, wherever you are!

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\"sisters “Sisters on the Fly on CBS!!!”

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I know this is REALLY late notice, but we just got word the segment filmed with the Sisters in Estes Park will be aired tomorrow, Friday 9/27 from 7-9am! We have no idea where in the show we will be so you can DVR or put your feet up with a cup of coffee and enjoy!!! I have no access to TV where I am but I just downloaded the CBS app on my iPad and it says I can watch full episodes so maybe I’ll catch it! \"\":-)

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Let me know if you get to see it!

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\"mountain “Mountain Lion”

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This lion was trapped this week after killing an 80 pound goat a couple of miles from here. It weighed 130 pounds.

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A few years ago, Mr. Virgo was out on the front porch at 3:30 in the morning having coffee before work. He heard a noise in front of the porch and stood up slowly only to see a mountain lion on the front lawn! He backed into the house and always turned the light on after that.

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In February of this year, I was out shoveling snow every couple of hours to stay ahead of the storm. My last pass was about 30 minutes before Mr. Virgo pulled into the driveway. When I went out to greet him, there was about half an inch of snow covering where I had shoveled with fresh BIG mountain lion tracks at the step to my front door. Yikes…that is way too close for my taste! Maybe it was this big guy, maybe not. But trust me, I keep my eyes open whenever I’m out by myself around here.

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There is snow in the high country tonight. It rained here all day and I love hunkering down in the house on days like that. However, I am not ready for snow. I still need to get the garage cleared of some stuff to make enough room for the Ford. There is no reason to scrape snow and ice off a vehicle just because there’s too much junk in the garage. I kept thinking I’d get it done before now but the lure of the road called to me like a Siren’s song! It was a great summer.

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Happy Fall and…Have a happy Monday!

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\"cross “Mr. Virgo’s Cross”

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This is where I left Mr. Virgo’s lock of hair when I hiked into the wilderness this summer to say good-bye and leave him in the place he loved the most. As I have negotiated this path, I have come upon stumbling blocks which could have made me falter. It’s what we do with those stumbling blocks that determine our direction…up or down.

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A few weeks ago, I realized I had not seen postings for awhile from a person I considered a friend and family member. After doing some investigation, I realized this person had not only unfriended me on FB, but had also disconnected from my children’s pages as well as Mr. Virgo’s. I was hurt and confused. I reached out, in the off chance that this was accidental and received no response. After giving it some time, I accepted that this person intentionally disconnected.

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When something like this happens, you can choose many responses. You can go into self-blame mode and try to figure out what on earth you did wrong. My thought on this is, after a quick inventory of your own behaviors, self-deprecation accomplishes nothing but pain and damage to your own self esteem. Of course, if it’s something you have done, by all means you should apologize and try to make it right. You could always get mad and say negative things about the person, but we all know that’s not productive…one of the perks of being ‘of a certain age’.

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I don’t know what precipitated this. Perhaps I wasn’t grieving in a way she felt was appropriate. Perhaps I posted something that hurt her feelings. Maybe the fact that I have found love again so quickly makes her feel my love for Mr. Virgo wasn’t genuine. I don’t know. It doesn’t matter. I can only control my own response and choose how to feel. So, here is my choice. I choose love. I choose to turn this stumbling block into a stepping stone and move upward. I sent her a text to let her know I was thinking of her and that I am praying for her. I wish her well. I enjoyed knowing her. I am not less of a person because she chooses not to be in our lives. Besides, we will see each other again on the other side and will have Eternity to figure it out.

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\"colorado “Colorado Sky”

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I took this photo this morning. I love how the misty clouds cling to the hillsides this time of year. We have had some rain but nothing like you are seeing on the news.

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Please keep Colorado in your prayers as the Front Range braces for more heavy rain.

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\"TOW-Wanda in the Trees\" “TOW-Wanda in the Trees”

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Well, the time has come. I have to put TOW-Wanda to bed for the winter. \"\":-( I’m going to be traveling again soon and won’t be back till 10/20 for a week then off again. By that time there will very likely be snow, at least in the high country, and I don’t want to get stuck with her in front of my house. The snowplow dude and my neighbors would not be happy! So, sweet TOW-Wanda…let me thank you for a WONDERFUL first season as a trailer girl. You helped me more than I can say!

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See you next spring!!!

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\"Sisters “Ginny in Sisters Regalia”

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Oh, this is just too much fun! Sisters on the Fly makes girls out of women. What are you doing in your life that let’s your “little girl” come out to play?

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\"Snow Snow on Pike’s Peak

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I know you probably cannot see this, but there was fresh SNOW on the top of Pike’s Peak this evening on my way home from Colorado Springs! The clouds rode low in the sky, heavy storms pounded the front range. It was SO beautiful. Ever have one of those perfect moments when you see something exquisite, feel the love of an old friend, and every song on the radio speaks your name? THAT was my day!

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(yes, I stopped the car, Valerie!)

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Just got back from church. It was held at a private campground today with 10 Baptisms and a potluck. Doesn’t get much better than that!

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I am cleaning out the trailer and Expedition today in preparation for the trip to Mt. Rushmore on Friday. My daughter Julie is so worried we won’t fit everyone in because I carry a boatload of stuff around with me. Just have to prove her wrong! :-)

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Hope your day is as beautiful as mine is!

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Here fishy, fishy, fishy!

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I have discovered my nemesis. I have coped really well with everything over the last few months. Remarkably well. Then last weekend when I was at a town festival, a gentleman standing next to me started choking and all I could do was stand there. The man needed the Heimlich maneuver and even though I have worked in medicine for over forty years, I was frozen. All I could see in my mind’s eye was my husband in the ER. It really shook me and I had to sit down. Then today, I got a call at 4:30 from my 23-year-old who has been running a fever for 3 days. Once I got her settled back down with instructions and got off the phone, I had a full-blown panic attack from worrying about her health. I understand logically what’s going on but there is no logic when you are in the throes of anxiety. The darkest hour is just before dawn

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We are like electric cars when we are recovering from trauma. We tend to toodle along till we run out of juice and have to plug in to recharge. That recharge comes from those we love. Use it too often, you leave them drained. Become drained yourself and when someone else needs to connect to you for your energy, you can’t help them out. I’ve been keeping late nights and early mornings the last several days preparing for this trip tomorrow. When my daughter called, I’m afraid I didn’t have much left to give and I’m sorry.

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I’m doing well, for the most part. I need to remember this is a process, I need to take care of myself by getting enough sleep, eating right, staying hydrated, and offering myself the same service I offer to others…kindness and compassion.

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Hugs,

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Ginny

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I think this would be one of the most beautiful places to live. Mr. Virgo and I lived not too far from here in 2008 for about a year. I was a little disturbed that the trees didn’t fully leaf out till June, but what little time we had off together was absolutely beautiful. We often drove up Pagosa Boulevard out and back down Plumtaw Road to Piedra Road. We made a day of it and hiked and had picnics. This ranch was pretty much the end of the road in this one section and it really is stunning. It was a beautiful summer, except for the part where Mr. Virgo wrecked the ATV and was in the hospital for a week, but that’s a story for another day.

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It was all good till the leaves started falling off in August. Then I realized just how high we were, and it wasn’t from something we were smoking! Winter came with a vengeance. It started snowing on the first of December. We probably had a foot of snow on the ground. One night when we went to bed, it was snowing but didn’t think anything of it. When I got up the next morning and went in to make coffee, I noticed I couldn’t see out of the kitchen window. But sometimes the snow blows sideways and sticks to windows so again, I didn’t think anything of it. We got ready for work and decided to drive in together. We raised the garage door and there, as far as you could see, in a very nice level plane, was 5 feet of snow! I know this because I am 5'5" and this snow came to my nose! Have I mentioned that I really HATE snow? I know, I’ve lived in Colorado since 1975 and I really HATE snow. And the older I get, the more I hate it. That year, it snowed 7 feet of snow in less than 2 weeks. It snowed so much that they ran out of places to put it. Thank goodness that job only lasted till January and we were out of there. So yes, in this picture, it is a beautiful, peaceful place to live.

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I have decided this winter is going to be different. I am going to go somewhere where the sun shines and the sea whispers my name. Where I can bury my toes in the sand and my nose in a book. Where I can have little drinks with exotic ingredients and paper umbrellas brought to me in my chaise lounge. Someplace warm and wonderful. I have a friend who lives in Belize who has been after me for the last 13 years to come visit her. I think I just might do that come January or February. Yep, gonna hit the cheapo airfare sites and give myself something wonderful to look forward to! But first, I am heading home to the beautiful hills of West Virginia. My home of origin. I’m heading out of here tomorrow and will visit with my daughters. Hubby #1 and his family are in town visiting so I get to see them. Then my brother and I will fly to WV on Thursday. Lots of fun things are planned there so I will take lots of pictures and post as I can. Cell and Internet are spotty in the Mountain State.

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Talk to you soon!

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Hugs,

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Ginny

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Another photo from my tacked on, 4 extra day, camping trip last week. Isn’t this soothing? I sat here for hours and contemplated that red canoe. Oh, what I could do with a red canoe! I would take it out on beautiful, clear mountain lakes, drop a line, read a book, take a snooze, get a few good snapshots of wildlife, perhaps. These trips are just what I need right now. I’m not getting anything done at the house. I don’t like being in my house. Mr. Virgo isn’t in my house anymore. It’s like it’s not even my house. Like it’s crying. Like it has somehow misplaced a part of itself and it can’t figure out what to do next. No, wait, that’s me. I’m ok, really. It’s just that, right now, I don’t like my house. And for now, that’s ok, too.

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Last Saturday, I decided to clean out Mr. Virgo’s closet. My son-in-law can use some of the things and my daughter works at a poor, inner-city school and she will find someone who can use the rest. That’s good. These things should go to someone who can use them. But I forgot something very important. I forgot Sunday was Father’s Day. I woke up, grabbed my iPad to check the news, e-mail, weather, and Facebook to see what the world was up to. And there they were…well wishes to all the Dads out there. And I was sitting there, no sweetheart to wish Happy Father’s Day to, and to add insult to injury, his clothes were in bags on the floor surrounding what used to be OUR bed. I sat there and contemplated that. I decided I really didn’t need to be sitting there, looking at what was left of his snappy wardrobe, and perhaps start to feel sorry for myself. This just wouldn’t do. This is what I bought a travel trailer for. I keep it packed and at the ready for emergencies such as this. I went away, I fished, I read, I napped, I drove, I hiked, I cooked, and then I came home. And now I am ready to take another bite out of this apple!

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I have been receiving wonderful feedback from so many people regarding my writing, my travels, my journey through grief, my jewelry, my photography, my “adventurous spirit”. You are telling me that I inspire people. That I remind you to love yourselves so you can be of service to those you love. I even had a lovely lady tell me she had lost her husband several years ago and always wanted to do what I am doing but was afraid or didn’t think she could. Now she is searching for her own trailer! I am humbled.

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Your love and support are so touching they often make my eyes leak! I know this site started as a page to promote my art and jewelry business and that is what most of you signed up for. There is still, of course, a component of the site that is directed towards that promotion. But with the changes that have come with losing Mr. Virgo, my focus has obviously shifted tremendously. For those of you wanting to see more jewelry, I’ll get to that again as I feel motivated to create. If you don’t want to wait or aren’t interested in what I’m doing now and want to unlike the page, I’ll understand. Talking about death and grief isn’t pretty most of the time. But for those of you who have found inspiration, who have been motivated to make changes in how you think about and live your lives, I am so grateful you are sticking around to see what I might be up to next. My goals are to write every day, travel as much as possible, take tons of photos, create artistic jewelry (or whatever strikes my fancy at the moment), and be of service to others. I truly feel I have met my calling, my purpose in life.

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I know we don’t want to think about it and we certainly don’t want to talk about it, but statistically, us gals are more likely to be left, in one way or another. My fervent hope is to show that just because our loved one is gone doesn’t mean WE are gone. My plan is to gather my writings at the end of a year and put them together into a book to help others feel OK about exploring the world around them, no matter if it’s a month or 16 years after the funeral. If I have inspired you, or touched your lives in any way, I only ask that you share my page with others, so that I may serve others in any way I can. Thank you all so much…I love each and every one of you! And, thank you God, for showing me my path and gracing me with an abundant life!

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Hugs,

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Ginny

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Today was busy…dentist, eyeglass place to install new lenses in my glasses, but then off to the first afternoon/evening of Strawberry Days. Fun seeing people I hadn’t seen since LAST Strawberry Days and great music. I caught the trout Wednesday afternoon. Let’s see…

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$80 for 4 days campsite fee\n$36 for Colorado Fishing License\n$30 for half a tank of gas up and back\n$55 for new Rod & Reel\n$ 5 for worms\n$10,000 for trailer

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That trout cost me $10,206! It was REALLY, REALLY tasty!

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This is the real prairie dog hunter! Sue and I were walking around her property and we came very close to stepping on this guy. He was huge! Yikes!

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I called my second ex-husband (yes, Mr. Virgo was hubby #3. Third time’s the charm, right?) to wish him Happy Father’s Day. He was driving and a captive audience so we had a nice, long conversation. The subject came around to the question of how I am doing. After awhile, he commented that this whole process is really complicated. As usual, I think of what I SHOULD have said a day or so after the fact. What I should have said was, I don’t look at it as complicated. Complicated has a certain negative connotation to it. I look at my loss and the grief that follows as complex and multifaceted. You figure out one thing at a time but you are faced with an ever changing landscape to navigate. I view this whole process as a diamond. The more facets there are, the more valuable it is. The more lessons I can learn. The more directions I can grow. We are faced with many losses in life. When you face yours, look for the diamonds.

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As a widow, I have been finding myself still having trouble making a real meal. I mean a real, fix-a-few-things-and-sit-at-the-table-and-eat kind of meal. I had dinner with my dear, “little brother” last night and he cooked. It was a simple meal…an Indian dish served over rice. But it kick-started me into rethinking my dining habits.

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Mr. Virgo did his PhD thesis on the loss of real dining as a society, so meals in our home were an occasion. I know I have spoken of this before, but thought I would revisit the issue since it has been three months since he died and I’m still not really cooking the kind of meal I could sit down and savor.

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My food preferences have changed drastically over these last months. Mr. Virgo was an Irish, meat-and-potatoes man and rather than cook two meals, I ate the same thing. I gained weight. I never slept well. I had headaches. I was pre-diabetic last time I had my blood checked. Not good things. After I started getting my appetite back, I really was SO hungry for fresh, fresh, fresh foods. Salads, steamed veggies, and crisp, cool fruit became my mainstay. I do have fish once in awhile. I love tofu and I eat eggs a few times a week. I am sleeping better and have no headaches. I haven’t had my blood retested, but I am sure things are better there, as well.

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When I went to the store today, I made up my mind that today I would cook. I would have a real meal and take the time to sit down and really taste the food God has been so gracious to provide for me. I love this time of year when the market is full of yummy choices in the produce department. Tonight I nibbled on a few garlic and herb pita chips dipped in spicy, three pepper hummus while I prepared my meal. For my main course, I had wild mushroom agnolotti with Mediterranean olive, sun-dried tomato, and lemon bruschetta and some shaved, aged Parmesan topping. I also had a few lightly steamed asparagus spears and an ear of bi-color corn. I loved how the lemon in the bruschetta gave off a pleasing aroma as it sat on the warm pasta. The crisp, fresh bite of the asparagus was a lovely contrast and what isn’t to love about a gold and white ear of sweet corn?

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Of course, it’s different not having someone to converse with over the evening meal. I don’t have TV and I swear I’ll never eat another meal in front of one as long as I live. So, I read some of an Oprah magazine. The topic? Loving the age you are! How wonderful life is. I hope you all have a grand evening, as well.

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Ginny

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#grief, #widow, #travel, #dining

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Another shot from The Grand Adventure, Part 2. My friend, Sue, and I had just watched the Iron Horse Classic where crazy people race the train from Durango to Silverton. For those of you who have driven that, you know what a major deal that would be. For those who have done it, I’m sorry I called you crazy. :-)

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These Colorado skies can turn on a dime and bring severe weather in a flash. I got home from dinner tonight and the neighbor’s big shed is in my yard, up against the fence on the other neighbor’s side. Stuff everywhere. It was too dark to do anything and it’s not going anywhere.

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Please pray for those affected by the devastating wildfires in Colorado. Please pray for rain…we need it desperately.

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When Mr. Virgo and I traveled, we were always on the lookout for wildlife…which we seldom saw. This trip is amazing…wildlife around every corner…literally!!! Thank you, sweetheart! \"\"

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And there she is….TOW-Wanda! Dressed in all her finery at the “Home on the Grange” event for Sisters on the Fly! I knew that coat was going to come in handy some day!

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Tomorrow is my 60th birthday. I never dreamed when I celebrated my 59th that it would be my last birthday with Mr. Virgo. It’s funny how just when you thought you had it all figured out, life hands you something you need to learn how to handle to survive. But, as my dear friend Patty tells me, it’s not whether you survive that counts. It’s whether you can thrive that counts…a sort of “Bloom where you are planted” theory. I like that. So, here’s what I did today. I went out and bought a fly-fishing rod and reel and booked a guided wade trip for July 18th when the Green Drakes are hatching and I’m going to learn a new skill that will not only give me something fun to do, but will also help me meet other like-minded individuals to expand my social circle. I’m telling you, if my 60’s are as much fun as my 50’s were, I’m in for a heck of a treat!!!

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This was taken in Rocky Mountain National Park not far from my campsite.

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Lupine catching the first morning rays. Sylvan Lake State Park.

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Today was the memorial for Mr. Virgo at the Ritz Carlton in Aspen Highlands where he worked. So many nice things were said. I had the opportunity to address the staff (around 100 or so were there). Then we went out and dedicated the pine tree they planted off the side of the patio of the restaurant he managed. The fellow that Mr. Virgo hired to play guitar every Wednesday in the lobby was there. He just loved my husband and said every time he played this song, he would walk by and give him a big thumbs up. He proceeded to sing John Denver’s “Annie’s Song”. I’m fine in these situations till I hear music then I’m a mess. But it was a lovely event and they served Philly Cheese Steak sandwiches in honor of Mr. Virgo’s Philadelphia roots. The ladies and gentlemen of the Ritz are a lovely group of people.

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After the event, I drove up to Maroon Bells which, of course, are stunning! All in all, a beautiful day.

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Wow, the last couple of weeks flew by. I stayed off the grid for most of it. I didn’t have electricity, cell service or Internet and I’m telling you, there’s something to be said for getting away from everything. I went first to the Front Range to stay the night then off to my first Sisters on the Fly Event, which was a complete blast! I met some great gals. We had an event at the Altona Grange and gave tours of our trailers and raised money for both the Grange and for Casting for Recovery, a charity that provides fly fishing expeditions for breast cancer patients and survivors. On Sunday, 6/2, I drove on up to Rocky Mountain National Park and stayed two nights, then back to Denver to watch the grandchildren. We “practice camped” in their other grandma’s driveway. What a hoot! Then on Thursday night, I drove up into the Poudre Canyon. I guess I really didn’t know how bad the fire was up there last year. It was pretty devastated. I stayed one night in Dutch George Campground near the west end of the canyon where the fire damage wasn’t so bad. I love sleeping next to a river…very soothing.

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While I’ve been on this trip, I have seen more wildlife than all of our travels combined with the exception of the trip to Yellowstone last year. Dan was the on that always saw bears when we lived in Pagosa Springs and I never saw one in Colorado, and I’ve lived here since 1975. So, I was talking to Mr. Virgo and thanked him for bringing all the animals to me to see on this trip. Then I chided him for not bringing me a bear. Last Friday morning I left early to head west toward Steamboat Springs. I was on CO 14 heading west and if you have never been over that way, you MUST put it on your bucket list. You climb and climb till to reach the top of Cameron Pass which is over 10,000 feet. There’s a reservoir at the top that was still half frozen so I parked in the lot to give the engine a chance to cool down. After awhile I took off down the other side. Just a little ways down, there is a pull off where you can get an amazing view and then the road has a sharp turn to the right. Just as I cam around that turn, there was the most beautiful, BIG bear standing alongside the road, not 15 feet from me. I reached for my camera and the disk was full! Argh! By the time I got my cell cameral open and ready, he just went right over the side of the bank and out of view. Mr. Virgo brought me my bear and I suppose it was just for him and me to have. Pretty neat!

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When I got to Steamboat, I decided to keep going up to Steamboat Lake State Park and camped there for two days. I left there yesterday morning and decided to squeeze one more day into the trip and stayed at Sylvan Lake State Park south of Eagle. I have driven by that sign a zillion times and never went there. WOW! If you haven’t been there, that is another thing to put on your bucket list. The most amazing thing about it was the lack of pine beetle damage. So many places are just devastated with the majority of the pine trees dead and it’s been long enough now that they are falling and being removed. The valley up by Sylvan Lake honestly looks like Colorado did before the pine beetle infestation. The only bad part was, even on a Sunday, it was pretty packed, pretty noisy, and very smoky.

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I got up early today and headed home. It’s so hot here compared to the alpine campgrounds I’ve been staying in. I emptied out the car and the trailer and everything is where I left it in the living room. Tomorrow I’ll start putting it away and doing laundry. Part 2 of the Grand adventure is over. I have met many wonderful people. I have made some great connections for my jewelry. But one of the best things that happened was connecting with women, telling them of my loss, and demonstrating to them that just because our spouses die, doesn’t mean we do and there is no reason why we can’t move forward, with whatever means we have available, and still have a life and create more joyful memories. I have tons of pictures and I found that I can’t put too many out at a time or it floods your page. So, while I am fussing around the house over the next couple of weeks, preparing for Part 3 of the Grand Adventure, I will post some of the better shots of Parts 1 and 2.

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In the meantime, the Ritz Carlton where Mr. Virgo worked, is having a memorial service for him tomorrow and will plant a tree and place a plaque in his memory. This of course brings up lots of feelings, but now I can think of the happy things we did together and when I talk to people about him, I glow and tell people how wonderful he was and how grateful I am that I had him in my life. I am looking forward to the conversations I will have with his coworkers tomorrow.

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Tomorrow I head home from Part 1 of The Grand Adventure. I have had a fabulous time on this trip and have truly enjoyed my visit here with Sue. She lives on 10 acres overlooking Mesa Verde. We got up this morning and practiced yoga on the southern patio. Then we walked around the property and she showed me places where pottery sherds from the Anasazi just lie out on the open ground. Amazing! There is also a beautiful canyon on the back of the property. Yesterday we went early to Silverton and watched the end of a bike race, visited with friends, and then drove to Ouray for lunch. Afterwards, we drove to Ridgeway and soaked at the Orvis Hot Springs (clothing optional…scandalous!!!) We got home in time to see the beautiful moonrise over the La Plata Mountains, had a fire and made S’Mores. The day before was a day of trekking around Durango and out to dinner with friends. Lots of photos I will be posting. I go home tomorrow and regroup for the trip Thursday to Denver and on to my first Sisters on the Fly event!

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You know you are having a grand vacation when you have no idea what day it is! Well, either that or I’m getting that “Old Timer’s Disease”! I’ve taken some great pictures but have not been anywhere near wi-fi to post them. I arrived in Durango yesterday, did a little retail therapy, met up with my good friend, Sue Hakanson and went out for dinner. Stayed up late catching up. I browsed more stores today and went to the park and made some more jewelry and garden markers. I love my portable studio! Meeting Sue again tonight and taking the trailer to Dolores. The 4 day weekend is jam packed with fun events…pedicures, dining, Ouray, Orvis Hot Springs, Silverton for the Iron Horse bike race…..just fun, fun, fun! Will be heading home for a couple of days on either Monday or Tuesday then off to the Front Range for a Rockies game and my first Sisters on the Fly event! I’ll post pics later!

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Day 8, 9, & 10: Grand Adventure - Part 1
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Well, as you can tell, the internet doesn't work at the RV park in Pagosa Springs. Hooray for Libraries! I had a beautiful drive down on Saturday. Another Colorado blue blaster day! As I was coming over Poncha Pass I was reminded of the first time Mr. Virgo and I traveled to Pagosa for the job interview that led us to move there. We drove through a blizzard so bad that he watched the GPS and told me when the next turn was coming! Oh my gosh, that had to be the worst conditions I have ever driven in since moving here in 1986. When we finally got to Pagosa, he had to force his door open because there was about an inch of ice frozen over the whole car. He had to spray it all down to melt off enough to open the other doors. Ahhh, the memories!
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This cold or allergies or whatever it is has really kicked my hiney this weekend and I slept a lot. Not a bad thing, but I'm not doing the adventurous things I had hoped to do. I went to the hot springs yesterday for a soak (NOT as clean as the ones in Glenwood, for those of you who are interested.). Then I had one of the best massages I have ever had! I got some lunch and went back to the trailer and thought I would just lay down for a few minutes to read and 5 HOURS later I woke up. I believe I am on the other side of the worst of it and things are looking up from here!
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Today, I met my friend Jenny for lunch. What a treat! We worked together for the year we lived here and it was so nice to catch up. She told me another gal we worked with, Sherri, worked at the bakery so I stopped to visit her while I had a nice cup of tea. (Oh, by the way...that was while it was SNOWING outside! Only lasted for 5 minutes, but still...it was white stuff coming out of the sky where there is no earthly reason for it to on May 20th!) Such a nice day.
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I have been thinking a lot about the grief process and have come to the conclusion it is much like childbirth. Once you get into it, you can only move forward. And, you can read all about it and take classes and talk to a hundred people, but when it is your turn, you do what comes naturally, just like you do when giving birth. I no longer feel the crushing pain I felt initially. I don't cry as much as I did. I can think of something my husband said or that we did together and smile now, at least more often than not. I was talking with my friend at lunch about this today and she shared something she felt when she was grieving the loss of someone she loved. She said when she got to the point where I am right now, she was ready to join the human race again...to move past that initial phase of numbness. But she was concerned about what others might think. Would they think she was being callous and unfeeling? Would they think she maybe didn't care for her loved one the way she said she had? Would they think she had forgotten him or was denying her true feelings? Maybe she didn't grieve the right way or the length of time that was considered appropriate? I can relate to this. I am ready to stop rending my garments and live my life and explore and figure out who I want to be this time around. What do I want my legacy to look like? Do I really need this big house to rattle around in and spend a fortune on upkeep, not to mention the time and energy it takes to maintain it? Do I really need all this...stuff? This in no way means I have forgotten Mr. Virgo. It doesn't mean that I don't wish with all my heart that things were different and he could share this journey with me. What it means is, HE died...I didn't. And he would kick my behind into next week if he thought I was sitting home in the dark while the world went on without me.
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So, that's where I am today. Looking towards the horizon ahead of me, wondering what is over the next hill that I can learn from and experience. I am so thrilled you are traveling with me! Today's picture is of the mist coming off of Treasure Falls near Pagosa Springs.
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