I’ve been burning the candle at both ends lately. Saturday night, I was feeling pretty sorry for myself. I was hot, dirty and exhausted. My feet were killing me and I was feeling overwhelmed. So I did what I usually do. I called a buddy up and he made me laugh hard about some ridiculous thing. Then I texted back and forth for awhile with a couple of my gal pals. Around 8 o’clock, my brother/friend Greg called and said those three little words every woman wants to hear…”I’ll make dinner!” Yes! I went over right away (we live a few blocks apart). We laughed and caught up with each other’s lives. He cooked and let me ramble on about all the packing and purging I’ve been doing. He gave me Aleve for my sore foot and ice to press into the sore places. He rubbed my shoulders then he did the best thing any friend can let a widow do. He let me lean back against him on the couch while I talked about my loss and the changes I am bringing into my life in the coming months. He is as much a brother to me as my own and I felt so much better when I went home.

I got up yesterday morning and went to church. The rain held off till I was in the grocery store. I came home, took a hot bath, and then a nap. That was exactly what I needed.

The day was also productive. I sold a primitive cabinet and a car. But I didn’t pack. I didn’t carry boxes. I sorted a few pictures but that was it. Then I ate ice cream. Yes…it was a good day!

This picture was taken exactly 57 years ago. My grandma had an old bamboo fishing pole and she took me out on the bridge over the little “crick” beside the house to teach me how to fish. She instilled a love of all things country in me. Even though I have always lived in towns and cities, in my heart there lives a farm girl. Even though I have lived with money, there is a girl inside who wants to live a much simpler, humble life. Even though I am moving to Denver to be closer to the kids and grandkids, my inner country girl will find the perfect place to live that offers as much of a country life that the big city, and limited finances, will allow. Maybe I’ll even get to have chickens. I’ve always wanted chickens.

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