Picking Up The Pieces
Aug. 15, 2013 3:47 pm
Updated: Aug. 17, 2013 9:23 am
Hello AR peeps! I'm sorry I've missed out on several of your stories over the past month. I truly mean that! What was looking to be a wonderful summer has turned out to be one disaster after another. I've had to keep telling myself that God never gives
us more than we can handle. And, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger (I have played that Kelly Clarkson song over and over again).
It first started with finding our beloved Russian Blue cat dead on the front lawn. It was horrifying to open the front door first thing one morning to see he had been mauled to death. Usually we have about four outdoor cats lined up in the morning waiting
to run in for a pit stop of vittles and water. The others had gone into hiding. We live in a rural area and on property that borders Forest Service/BLM land. We don't know what got him. BIG tears.
Then our beloved Australian Shepherd had started having breathing problems. After several tests and ex-rays, the vet discovered a cancerous mass that was spreading rapidly in his nasal cavity. We held on to him for as long as we could, but knew the inevitable
was before us. HUGE tears.
My sister came to visit. That really cheered me up. We had so much fun (as we always do!). She helped me plant flowers in the beds, baskets, and barrels. I had already started the salsa garden with a variety of tomatoes and herbs. I even put in a
big pumpkin patch this year. It's fun to share them with the local kids that can't afford to have a pumpkin at Halloween. The place was looking so cheery and colorful. This was also the first year our fruit trees have ever produced such large apricots and
peaches. They were gorgeous. The red pear tree was loaded with beautiful fruit. Even the plum trees were producing. I had been racking my brain trying to figure out a plan to deal with all of the fruit once it had ripened because there was going to
be so much ....until a micro-burst storm blew through. The hail was the largest anyone here had ever seen, and the wind blew so hard it even shredded our window screens! Not to mention that it stripped all of our trees, destroying the fruit and gardens.
One of my dear friends felt so bad for us that she brought us a dozen yellow roses. Bless her heart!
The good news is hubs remains in remission. He has to have more growths removed caused by the chemo. It's sad to say we are getting used to that drill. Poor guy.
We continue to embrace each day as a gift, and are ever so grateful for the blessings that are bestowed upon us in light of the dark clouds that tend to come and go in our lives. I do believe that all things happen for a reason. The big "I GET IT" is
that life is about love and caring for one another, and helping others when in need. We're all in this thing together.
So no more boo-hooing. It's time to embrace a mixing bowl!