Positive???? You Betcha

Someone left a comment asking about positive things. Thank you for the comment as it got me thinking about my life. When a spouse dies you feel like a part of you is missing,that all your hopes and dreams died with them. Thinking about it I have a greater appreciation for my life. I was blessed with 23 years with Bryon,that is more than some people get. I know true love, how angry words can not be taken back. I have learned how not to take myself so seriously. The incident with the paint and dogs I actually laughed about. When Bryon died I thought my life was over.....not true. I am just beginnng another phase of this incredible journey. Life can be good of course it is tempered with the "bad" days. The positive is once again discovering who Wendy is. I have a wonderful family who support me when I am willing to accept it. (I have a hard time with that) I am content finally with quiet time,sitting enjoying the last vestiges of the day. Yes, sadness is still in my life, but each new day is a positive one. I am strong, and learning how to continue my life. I can laugh and mean it, smile and it is real. This October it will be 2 years since my soul mate died. Am I sad you bet, will it dictate my life? No way. Besides I have a 1 year old great grandson and I will dance at his wedding.
Once again, thank you for the thought provoking comment.
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The progression of time

Life is not a dress rehearsal. Think about it.....you are someone that your parents wait for, will it be a girl or boy, who will they look like? You are the baby, toddler,someones brother or sister, a cousin,. Ahh the teenage years when you are a pain in the butt, a scholar,first love,first heartbreak. True love and the parents who looked so forward to your arrival ask each other"where did the time go" you become a wife or husband. The cycle continues but wait...life will throw you some curve balls. You are the parent once again wondering boy or girl. An aunt or uncle. Your parents die, first one,then the other. Your partner helps you through this, they are your rock. The kids grow up and start their own live and you start to notice more wrinkles, less energy. You take more time to look around at the world, marvel at it. You become the sage people turn to for answers. You become the widow, that devastates you. Suddenly your rock is gone! Slowly you crawl out of the abyss.
The circle is almost complete, one more step.....you die! You only get one chance at life, enjoy,slow down,savor the moments. Sing if you want to, dance when yoi want to even if there is no music except in your head. Most off all, don't put off saying those words" I love you, you are important to me" you might never get another chance.

Behind the Moon Bryon
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You know it's a bad day when..........

I recently started renovating part of the basement. I found a couple of old cans of paint that I waa meaning to put out, of course I never got around to it. Bad move!!! Tonight Marnie came over to put something in the freezer. The girls in typical fashion got all excited and both were prancing around the door. Let your mind go to the worse case scenario....yup I was upstairs and up comes Abby,front feet and paws totally white. She walked all through the living room, kitchen and hall, leaving a white trail behind her. Marnie got paint on her. What a mess! Good thing I have a home not a designer house.. Got Abby outside where it was raining, grabbed a cloth of the clothes line where my washing is waiting for the next sunny day to dry and got some of the paint off her. Marnie had started toi wipe up some of it from the entrance way. In my typical fashion I was more worried about getting the paint off Abby. I didn't know what it would do if she started to lick it. Alls well that ends well. Most of the paint is off my floors., carpet and Abby. Good Boots didn't partake in this adventure.

See what fun you're missing Bry!
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More Ramblings of a Tired Mind

September is here and perhaps a bit early I am getting ready for fall then winter. The pool (all 6000gallons) is draining some of the patio furniture is put away. I have the week off work and tomorrow my friend Tec is coming over and we are going to tackle putting together a big wardrobe for the basement suit I am doing. Tonight I did a bookshelf and surprise suprise I only had to take it apart once. Like Bryon I. Am not one to read let alone follow instructions. Doing so would take some of fun out of my life! Life holds daily surprises for me! Broken faucets, leaky sinks, fences that decide to rot away overnight. Heck when I got up from the couch just now it wouldn't have surprised me if it had started to snow even if it is only September. When you get married I think you can start to live life in a vacuum. One basically knows what the day will bring and if something comes along that you weren' reckoning on you have your husband to talk to, to help you. Yup....no husband and at times really heavy shoulders. I don't mean to sound like I am complaining...after all.....I am a women and can do (almost) anything. It was just nicer to have someone to listen to me and offer ideas perhaps to even help. Oh well thank goodness for duct tape! I discovered that it comes in
A variety of colours. No more jeans to hem.....coloured duct tape, gotta love it!

Miss you so much Bryon....goodnight
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What's not to love

Our Great (heavy on the GREAT) grandson turned one! He truly is a love, never seems to be in a bad mood. Bryon I know that you would love him so. You always used to say that you really didn't like babies, once they could talk and come out to your workshop and putter around with you, well that was a different story.  Dear,  I know that this one would be a real winner in your book. Chelsea is such a great mother.  She turned 18 last May, completed grade 11 with a 87%, she is enrolled in school again to get her grade 12. She is going places, balancing being a mother and a student. I see alot of your influence in her. She misses you, she is not alone in that sentiment. I hope you will give her some of your strength for the path that she is walking is not an easy one.
Tonight there was a "blue moon" and it was in pisces. How cool is that? Of course I had to take the "girls" out for a car ride, we parked and sat and looked at the moon. So many memories. There are times that I still expect you to come through the door, then I remember that wouldn't happen. I feel like I have been punched in the stomach! I pray that you know how much you changed my life for the better, how loved you are, and how missed you are.

Behind the moon Pooterbear.