I have to admit, I wasn’t doing so great on Sunday. I had what I used to call a “pity party” in my self-denigration days. Now I know I was having a healthy release of pent up emotions that was perfectly understandable and acceptable. I allow that in these richer, riper years. I wish I could have been easier on myself when I was younger but better late than never, right?

Yesterday was so much better. I slept well and allowed myself a little extra time to wake up and stretch while I enjoyed the morning sunshine through the bedroom window. When I was ready, I padded into the family room to kiss Mr. FixIt on top of his head and went to make coffee. I would have loved to sit on the deck by the pool under the new pergola we built, but it was still a bit too chilly. Instead, I took my coffee into the office to do a little writing.

I was just getting into my groove when my phone jingled and it was Daughter #1 calling for a video chat. My heart soared! I moved my chair over to the window, grabbed my coffee, and sat back to share every bit of love I could during her thirty minute break. We had such a lovely visit. Big came out of her bedroom to give me her sweetest smile. Little was busy doing whatever almost-thirteen-year-olds do during a pandemic. It was such an incredible treat to see my girls.

While I was busy writing, Mr. FixIt was out tilling the garden. He came when he was finished and invited me out to sit in the sun with him for awhile. The cat jumped in my lap and snoozed for a little while. The red-winged blackbirds and the blue jays were putting up a fuss over the feeder. We haven’t seen any hummingbirds yet but the food is out.

I sat there, soaking up the sun and feeling the freedom a slower pace brings. I watched my husband as he started skimming leaves out of the bottom of the pool with the long-handled net. The water dripping onto the wooden boards of the deck and I smiled to see the water seal he put on last summer was doing its job.

The light is getting stronger every day as we get deeper into spring. I marveled at the beads of water on the deck. For some reason, they reminded me of our brave frontline workers in this health crisis. Their resistance to defeat makes them stand up…shining in the sun. I don’t know about you but I will never, ever look at a healthcare worker the same again. Their dedication and perseverance is awe inspiring. 

I think we’ll end up staying where we are for the time being instead of building in town. We’ll wait for the economy to rebound before we venture into something that big. That means I can ease back a little on the timeline of the home projects and rearrange some priorities. We missed out on our trip to the beach. And camping isn’t looking too promising right now. So, I asked Mr. FixIt to get a power pole installed in our field so I can plug in at least two campers. That way, when restrictions ease up some, I can host some of my camping friends in my own little private campground here on The Ponderosa.

It’s ok to have sad times. And, it’s ok to pull yourself up by the bootstraps and change your dreams. I’m really looking forward to getting the camper cleaned up and “go on vacation”…right in our own backyard. 

❤️

“Behold! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed,”

1 Corinthians 15:51 ESV