Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Anyone For A Puppy Fix?

The photos with single pups are Lucy's two females, 7 weeks old tomorrow. The others with two pups are Molly's two males, 5 weeks old yesterday. I've got a houseful of puppies right now, six in all. Lucy had four puppies in February, and Molly had two puppies in March. Fun, fun, fun!

Monday, April 14, 2008

Spring Has Sprung

It was gorgeous this weekend! Today was overcast but in the mid 70's. I was definitely under the weather! I stayed home from work, something I rarely do unscheduled. There was no way I could function at work with this monster of a cold I've caught. I worked from home the best I could.

The photo above was taken in my backyard yesterday afternoon. Today the tree, a Thunderclould Flowering Cherry tree, has almost completely bloomed. Beautiful.

Hmm... a time for new beginnings.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

I made it all winter without catching a cold, but it's finally found me. I woke up yesterday with that sinus tingling, overall heaviness feeling, and this morning, I've definitely got it. ARGH!!! I know the exact moment I was exposed and didn't have cover. I wish people would cover their faces when they are sick and have to cough or sneeze. I was given this bug, directly from a sneeze. The remenents of which I had no choice but to walk through. There was no avoiding it. GROSS, but true. 24 hours later, I've got it. I hate colds!

Saturday, April 12, 2008

A Bit Out Of Focus

Took this photo too quick, not paying attention to it's focus...

It's the first weekend this year where we'll have temps close to, if not in the 70's! It's gorgeous out! I caught a glimpse of a neighbor boy and his dog this morning, and before I could get another shot, they were gone. That's a 6 foot fence at the bottom of the photo, and they are sitting on the roof of their shed. Cute! Boys and their dogs.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

I'm Numb, So Much to Handle

A week ago today, I took my lunch break at the nursing home where my Gramma was dying. My parents had been with her all morning. They needed a break so I brought some sandwiches for lunch.

I met my dad in the parking lot. He was taking the minister who prayed over my Gramma, back to the church. He would be back soon.

I remember when I was in the hallway, just outside Gramma's room, I could hear my mom. My mom was letting Gramma know she was there, "I'm here mom, I'm right here." Gramma did not want to die alone.

There was a nicely decorated cart of coffee, tea and water, and snacks for us aside the closet. Gramma was at her end. She would not be pulling through this, this time.

My mom was not doing well, she was taking this pretty hard. I would be no different if that was my mom lying there. My mom needed a break and stepped away for a few minutes. I was there, I would be there as long as they needed me.

I stood by Gramma's side, holding her hand and caressing her shoulder. Gramma loved her family, many had gone before her. The room was filled with photos of all her loved ones. Through these photos, we surrounded her, even when we were not there. Gramma was breathing sporadically. Her eyes were winced tight as if she may be in discomfort. The nursing home had given her comfort medications. Though she was not calling out, she still seemed distressed.

As she would catch her breath, I would tell her I was there. Then remembered, Grampa was waiting for her on the other side. I told Gramma it was okay to go, go find Grampa. Find that old fishing pole and go fishing with Grampa. My fondest childhood memories are of them camping and fishing. Then, I remembered her love of the beach! "Gramma, go to the beach, go, it's okay."

With that, Gramma took her last breath. Her eyes relaxed and she was gone.

Grammas are so special, we love them dearly, and mine was no different. I loved her most dearly, and will miss her!

Today, my son left for Ft. Sill, Oklahoma. Finally. He's been to the final physical and returned home due to his respiratory infection, twice already. Yesterday, he passed and received his flight orders for today. He'll be gone for five months, boot camp and then advanced training, before coming home.

My problem is I haven't seen him since Gramma's service on Friday. And he was very distant with me, avoided my like the plague.

He has issues, left unresolved, and specifically the night before Gramma's service, with his girlfriend not being allowed to miss school. (Long story.) He left me a text message at 6am this morning, not to ever call or text him again. To stay out of his life. (Ouch.)

I deserve to be treated with respect too. There's a song my guy sings a couple of lines of... "...why must you be such an angry young man, ...your future looks quite bright to me..." I will miss him and hope he comes to his senses someday. Love you, Buddy.

Discussing this with my guy late last night, only caused me more drama and heartache. One thing lead to another and before long, we were arguing over my son and my family, and my guy's relationship with them. It's been a long bumpy road, and I do not know we'll make it through this.

My guy left without saying "goodbye" last night. He'll be gone for a week. I'm not sure he'll be coming home again, for anything longer than to pack his things.

So, to Gramma, my son, and my guy....I miss you all.

UPDATE: Later 04.09.08:
My guy phoned to say he loves me.