We've been having good days... we've been having bad days...we've been having up days... we've been having down days.... Some days I like to put him back to bed and start the day over.... some days don't go by fast enough...... some days I wish would never end and AND some days I just wished I could run away...... for a day or two or three.......
Yard work is our main "have to" job ........ Tom has to ride Big Red everyday to keep up with the growing grass..... and talk about filling in the ruts left by the BobCat........
And chase up and down the county road trying to catch the guy who owns the gravel pit out here to see if he would drop a load here.......to fill in his ruts left by the BobCat.....
We discovered the blueberries were ripe and plentiful... He hasn't wanted to pick berries for a few years now.... Before Alz. we enjoyed spending a day picking berries...... we'd both pick a bucket at the same time......
It was a nice day... in the low 70's and a nice wind to keep the deer flies off....We started out mowing grass...... but he wasn't really into it... he would come with Big Red and try to mow the low spots I was mowing with the hand mower......
I tried not to get mad at him as I was trying to get out of his way........I've noticed before that he doesn't think to break if he is going to run me over... he just has a frustrated look on his face like get out of my way........
We stopped for a cup of coffee and he said let's go pick blueberries......I said okay let's go.... as I was grabbing ice cream pails, bug dope, water for the girls (dogs), pop and coffee for us, my purse..... him and the girls were waiting in the van.........
The best spot for picking was an hour away.... we stopped for gas in this little town we had to drive through ....... my daughter lives there and many people know me ....
So I told the guy where we were headed and nobody knew where we were.... we don't have a cell phone so if we come up missing he was the only person who knew where we were........(in case we broke down)......... I also used my visa so to leave a trail where we were last which would lead to this guy and he knew where we were......
We get to the blue berry patch and it was like a sea of blue..... I love to pick berries because you can just loose yourself in thought or not but it's just so peaceful.....quiet...... the birds singing... nice breeze blowing.......
"MOM!.....MOM!....where are you?"........ Right here Tom...what's the matter?"......" Nothing Mom... I just need to know where you are."......... MOM!... MOM!..... where are you?"........ "I'm right here Tom...why don't you pick by me so you can see me."............. "MOM! are we done now?"..... I look in his bucket...."Tom? where are you berries?"........ "I was hungry so I ate them."
I don't think we were there an hour but I did manage to pick a half a bucket and he had less than a quarter bucket......he wanted to go and so I thanked God for the time we got to spend out there..for the good weather and for the berries and that Tom was having a good day..........
The girls had a blast too just tearing around, exploring new territory........it was fun to get out and about and have him in such a good mood for a change......even for a short time.
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Super women took a nose dive into the ground. She hit with such force she was buried for weeks. A heavy equipment operator was called in by God. He dug till he found her. She was still breathing but emotionally frail.
He took one look at her and he felt something he has never felt before. So when God said take care of her and love her......he did. He tried to walk away but couldn't....God filled him with an abundance of all the qualities he already possessed and said use these now to help her grow to her full potential as one day you will need what she has to give......
So he put her on a pedestal and kept her dusted and polished for years. Everyday he would polish and shine her and gave her everything he had inside as God instructed.
As the years slowly passed........and she shined like the brightest star in the sky......(He did an awesome job).....but now he was slowly losing himself.
She asked God with tears in her eyes " where is he going?" God said "he is going back to where he first came. It's a long hard journey and he needs you to help him get there safely."
I will give you an abundance of all you need to help him on his journey back to me, for that is where he came from.
So to those who ask why? Because I believe in fairy tales...He is my knight in shining armor...... He literally guarded me with his life.....
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Super women took a nose dive into the ground. She hit with such force she was buried for weeks. A heavy equipment operator was called in by God. He dug till he found her. She was still breathing but emotionally frail.
He took one look at her and he felt something he has never felt before. So when God said take care of her and love her......he did. He tried to walk away but couldn't....God filled him with an abundance of all the qualities he already possessed and said use these now to help her grow to her full potential as one day you will need what she has to give......
So he put her on a pedestal and kept her dusted and polished for years. Everyday he would polish and shine her and gave her everything he had inside as God instructed.
As the years slowly passed........and she shined like the brightest star in the sky......(He did an awesome job).....but now he was slowly losing himself.
She asked God with tears in her eyes " where is he going?" God said "he is going back to where he first came. It's a long hard journey and he needs you to help him get there safely."
I will give you an abundance of all you need to help him on his journey back to me, for that is where he came from.
So to those who ask why? Because I believe in fairy tales...He is my knight in shining armor...... He literally guarded me with his life.....
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