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It’s 6:35

We exceeded our allotted internet data 4 days ago and don’t roll over until Friday. This is a bigger deal since we don’t have cable or satellite tv and now we are stuck reading and taking to each other.

Actually it’s kind of nice.

This evening the boy and I were sitting in the kitchen chatting. He looked at the time – 6:30. We then told jokes, laughed at each other, and shared stories from the day. After about an hour went by he looked at his watch and said

Well, it’s 6:35 now.

Time goes slower when you unplug and live in the moment.

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Memorial rock

I finally got to the funeral home and picked up the memorial rock my sister and I had made for our parents.

It’s weird that this is a Happiness moment, and yet it’s not that weird at all. Since dad died we have marked a spot in the yard, where some of his ashes were scattered, that has been our memorial gathering place. Now we have a marker for the both of them. A place right here at home, in one of their favorite spots, where we can sit quietly (with the mosquitos) and remember them.

I miss them, but I feel their presence strongly

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Stampede breakfast 2018

We had our community stampede breakfast at the hall this morning. It’s one of my favorite events of the year. I see people there that I often only get to see once a year, it reminds me how lucky we are to be in this community, and I love seeing bonds between families made stronger.

This year not only did I help because I’m a board member, but my kids helped as part of 4H. When they came home they were so light and happy. Finally they are truly feeling like they are part of this community , they have developed deep and comfortable relationships in the last 3 years that hopefully will last them a lifetime – as they have for me.

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The geraniums are in

Finally, on the 5th of July, I got some of the annuals put in the beds.

So many things have changed in the last few years, but one constant is the geraniums off the veranda. I don’t even like geraniums, but this is where they belong, where they have been my entire life.

The girl laughed me as I complained of the geranium smell while we planted them together.

But they bring me a lot of comfort. With so many changes, it’s important that some things stay the same.

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