Mish Mash

Post 270

Today you get a mish mash of thoughts and experiences. As the days progressed since my last post, I felt the sad emotions begin to take over until today when I finally gave into them again. I let my cousin know by text I was struggling today, because unfortunately there is no doubt that she would completely understand. When she got the text, she called and we both cried on and off for the next hour, missing our kids, trying to understand something that only God knows. We have to have faith and settle our minds that God is love and He knows best. Period. Fortunately we both felt better afterwards.

As you know, one way I’ve coped with not seeing Mo is by nature signs, especially the great blue heron (GBH). They are in breeding season here I guess because they have completely hidden themselves away. (Apparently they don't need to eat?). Well I’m not getting my “fixes.”

As I was walking today, I crossed over at a slightly different spot and did get a nice surprise. Not real, but sufficient for my purposes.

I also saw my first snake of the year just before I crossed over. I decided to buy a tazer and carry it with me on hikes and walks. I’ll start bringing it along tomorrow. I wouldn't have tazed this snake in case you were wondering, but hubby, son, and friends have been after me for being reckless hiking alone so much without a gun or anything. So, I’m going with the “anything” because I’d be afraid a bullet would ricochet off a rock.

Last Thursday night, my car lost power while I was driving at rush hour, on the freeway in Huntsville. My visiting friend Dawn was still with me, which was great, and I pretty calmly called hubby, then AllState Auto Club, eventually the tow truck place. She commented that I was so calm and kind of taking it well. I might have mentioned before that no every day nuisance or problem will ever be as big a deal to me as prior to December 23, 2022. I guess my body remembers how shocked it felt, how low it went, and a car situation just wouldn't bring emotion on. Once the tow truck took it away, hubby dropped us off at Mad Malts to meet my Euchre (card game) friends and that was that!

Interestingly, the car started up at the mechanic shop and not a single code popped up. They tried to make it lose its power, give the strange message my car gave me before failing, but there was nothing to fix! I drove it home. I’m not comfortable relying on it though! I’ve been driving Morgan’s car, which is still here because that sale we thought we’d had a couple months ago fell through. Thank God!

We’ll drive mine to a dealership and trade it in when we find the right truck. We’re close to that happening. Next couple of weeks.

Monday night as hubby got in his car to come home, IT wouldn't start! Seriously? What’s going on? I drove there and we tried to jump it with Mo’s car but no go. Drove to Autozone, bought a new battery, and installed it in the dusk. Voila! Success! How strange these incidents happened so close together.

This time 26 years ago, I was in the first stages of labor, and my baby girl arrived on the 14th. We were so blessed to have her. She kept us on our toes. Birthday slumber parties with scavenger hunts to teammates singing the Happy Birthday song at the stroke of midnight when she was turning sweet sixteen in a van rolling down the 75 South on the way to a beach tournament in Fort Lauderdale.

She will be celebrating with her new friends and family in that other realm, wherever it is. I’m taking the day off work, and the only “givens” are going to “The Spot” and lighting the birthday candle and urn candle.

Finally, just for remembrance of her favorite number, number 7, I was happy to see this is post 2-7-0.

For the Bible verse, I just searched with “3:14” to see if any interesting verses came up. Indeed, several, but I like this one for today because it exemplifies the life she was leading and intended to live. She really wanted to be a P.A. (Physician's Assistant). No need for that where she is now, but I feel confident she’s fulfilled and happy.