There was a perfect opportunity to catch spring colors at my place of work, so I took full advantage.
Here are the results:
We celebrated this little beauty’s first year recently. An astonishing fact, considering how quickly this time has lapsed.
It’s been a blurry year. One of those mind-numbing, day-in and day-out, so many similarities that they all blend together sort of years. The drudgery, the sameness, mostly blending so completely that before you know, the moments for opportunity are past – passed, slipped on by to become lost time; sometimes regret, sometimes survival. Mostly, just a blur.
Emergency ailments, celebrations, discord and distress, good health, economic woes, family time, work, great friends – all combined to create another assemblage of time. Moments and milestones, smiles and scares.
I’ve worked way too much, and the job project has hit the manic phase – a major program changeover that will wrap in ten weeks, with the primary module going live in three. I’m worn near the frack out. I was not cut out for 80 hour work weeks. They’re an attack to the peace of the home front, and emotional health in general. But the light at the end of the tunnel is now much less dim.
Time to start preparing for the next stage.
Hubby and I are scheduled to host our youngest grandbabe this next spring, spending a full week with her sweetness. In the interim, we think we need to arrange more visits to get to know her better – so we won’t be such strangers when she makes her special visit to our home.
Shortly after that visit, we hope to attain some serious financial freedom – an opportunity to make remodeling plans for this ol’ home of ours. Providing that there are no surprises between now and then, the first on my list will be a new main floor bathroom. Dreams sometimes become reality, right?
Then fall plans include a meet-up with a dear friend, one of my Torah community members, to celebrate a Holy day and travel time visiting places and spaces where I’ve never been.
In the meantime, life is moving along at the full-steam sameness. Yet, as much as that feels like reality, it’s really not is it?
The world is changing every moment, little bits and pieces bouncing around, pinging off each other, creating actions and reactions that not a single one of us can accurately predict.
We live, we die.
In the in-between, lies reality.
“Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don’t they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a million flowers.”
“One of the most important resources that a garden makes available for use, is the gardener’s own body. A garden gives the body the dignity of working in its own support. It is a way of rejoining the human race.”
“The care of the Earth is our most ancient and most worthy, and after all our most pleasing responsibility. To cherish what remains of it and to foster its renewal is our only hope.”
“Fridays are the hardest in some ways: you’re so close to freedom.”