Finally

I do love this time of year. It is finally is green.

Some of my favorite trees are starting to bloom.   Yes, we have a windy day, but, more good days than bad.

I have pulled so many of these bulbs out, they just seem to multiply.   They are lovely this time of year. 

And I am still working.  Mostly from home, but I go into the school every now and then.  I had to deliver 2 packets this week. One kid ran out to pick up his work.  He was so vfc excited. 

Will it ever end?  That is a question I ask myself every day. 

Peace

I'm not gonna lie.  I have had a few deaths to deal with this year. Some have been a surprise and some we have been waiting for.  And some we have waited for and they haven't come yet.

A few have caught me off guard and I  have  wished I  would have done more to help them.   Most have left me with as deep sense of peace.

One of Wes's brothers passed away.  He had 5 brothers.  Oddly enough they each have a buddy. I have always called them peas in a pod.  This was his second oldest brother Joseph.  His buddy brother was his older brother Mike. Mike spoke at his funeral (a funeral on Zoom) and did an excellent job of telling stories of their youth.  Opening my eyes to another world. 

The funeral was interesting. You couldn't see who was on Zoom as everyone turned off mics and cameras.  I was really hoping when it was over that they would turn on both.  The family dinner after the funeral is so healing. A time to visit, reconnect, and build family bonds.  Didn't happen. Should still happen, via the internet of course. 

I had a Social Distancing outing with my crew.  In my world, I always have a group of women who talk, love and care for each other.  This quarantine has been hard on single people. One of my crew lost her husband a year ago.  There was no way we could let her sit alone, in her house, that day.  We had lunch and a few hours of talk.  It's what a crew does.

This picture is of another crew.  These woman are such a huge part of my life. My friend Carmie had a heart attack and passed away this week. She was my buddy.  She and I shared many good visits, walks, lunches and girl trips.  This may sound weird but I miss that I will not see her again in this life.

At the end of the day I know that dieing is part of our earthly experience.  It hurts. It makes us ponder. It brings us closer to God. It gives me a deep sense of peace. Peace through my Savior, Jesus Christ.  Peace 

The Days Keep Bumping Into Each Other

I don't know about you, but I am having trouble figuring out what day it is.   I am fortunate enough to be able to work from home.  I am constantly learning new ways to use my devices to communicate with my students and colleagues.  

I have a Schedule. For. Everything.

Phonics, math, sight words, blending, quilting, cross stitch,  sewing, reading novels studying scriptures, cooking, Netflix, Pandora, walking, you name it, I probably have a time to do it.  

Somedays I get so much done that it feels like a week since I woke up. 

But I  am healthy, as is my family. 

So many things to be grateful for. 

But at the end of the day, this stinks.