I Have So Much For Which To Be Thankful.....

The past week has been very difficult. I had to deal with the probate of my father's will and going through his things. With all of the emotional upheaval, we survived. Aaron handled things with a strength that far exceeded his 20 years. He propped me up, loaded the truck and drove us home.

The most wonderful thing happened after we returned home. Things that I had wondered about, questions I that had.....I received my answers in a dream. My life has changed.

I hope you had an opportunity to be thankful; not for things....but for what is really important in life.

"I sing because I'm happy. I sing because I'm free. His eye is on th sparrow and I know He's watching me."

Something I don't want to do......

Throughout our lives we do hundreds, maybe thousands of things we don't want to do. It's time to "settle the estate", which means we are going to go through my father's things and decide what to do with everything. Along with all of these things will be memories of a wonderful man.
I have always had an attachment, not to things, but the stories they have. I didn't realize it was so much a part of me until last summer. I went to my daughter's house and saw an old wooden barrel that she had gotten out of storage to use on the front porch. She told John that I would not only recognize it but would know a story about it.
It's going to be very emotional.

Impact.....

Life has been a real puzzle for me. Through no fault of my own and to the great surprise of the police in my hometown, I made it to my 21st birthday. Now that I have added another 39 years (WOW!) I am still wondering why. I am not as self destructive and am more comfortable with myself. There were many years that I didn't sing; not even with the radio. In the last few years I find myself singing or humming. It makes me feel good.
Then I saw this video. I do hope the link works. Simple things....If not, go to Simple Truths.com and look for the movie about Johnny.

http://www.stservicemovie.com/

I am a member of the Llano Estacado Clay Guild in Lubbock. Last night was our fund raiser for the Childrens Hospital. Although I have been a member for 3 years, this was my first opportunity to participate in the Wishing Bowl Event. It was fun and someone bought a painting I donated. YEA!

The Visit....

Today I went to visit my uncle. It's a drive that takes a little less than 2 hours across a rather bland landscape. It's a drive that I haven't taken often enough. My uncle, Victor was Daddy's older brother by 3 years. They were also friends. This morning I called to see if I could come over for a visit.
After we went through the greetings, Victor told me how much he missed Daddy. He said that he was his buddy. We talked about him not being able to see him before died. Several times our eyes filled with tears as we shared memories. Daddy and Victor were so much alike in looks and mannerisms. They even sounded alike. The visit was bitter sweet.