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Celebration! Oh my goodness, where to begin? I watched my husband hold his little girl while she sobbed and relaxed against her daddy. I suppose that's the best place to end, too.
But, glory, glory! Wasn't there so much in between? It's been over a decade since we've been able to visit. We aren't waiting that long again. I'm hoping to talk Terrilynn into letting me take over her kitchen once a week.
Terry and I finally made it to see his daughter and his grand kids. This is the best DUN! post ever.
This boring slide show is brought to you from Brooke. There are a few shots here I took, but they kinda fit in. The star of this slide show is Leah, the littlest angel in a houseful of angels.
When Terry and I were first married, we started Terry Matthews Photography. We had very happy customers. Problem was they were few and far between. As time went on, and Terry's health got worse, that particular dream was put on the back burner.
We just may be ready this time.
Terry's giving away a free family portrait at Fairview's Music Mixer. Spurred us on to get his business card DUN! Nice, no? Shannon has been working hard to make this mixer special. What you see here will be a 4 x 6 glossy print. Special.
I've got my new Chromebook, battery charged up and ready to go. We are going to buy new smart cards on the way. I've learned how to read the card, view the pictures. I even sent an album to OperationFrontPorch at Walmart. May just make another one with yesterday's Humane Society photographs. I feel like we are nailing this down. On the Terry Matthews Photography site, I want to put a tab for pets. Deep breaths. What will be will be, and it will only be fun!
Willie passed today. My big boy, my best dog always loved the snow. All his life it snowed just for him. The cold actually saved his life when he was a couple years old. A car slid on the ice into Willie. Willie took off. Three weeks later he found us, ten pounds lighter, with a nearly healed gash on his leg. The vet said the severe cold saved his leg, for sure. I thought he was gone then, so every day since his return has been a blessing.
This past summer old age started really catching up to my beautiful boy. His hearing had been going. His eyesight wasn't great. This summer he lost his balance. When it first happened, he was too dizzy to eat or do the stairs. He and I spent those first nights outside. It wasn't snowing, but it was outside. Almost as good.
February is hard on old bones. Two days ago Willie and I broke a path out to St Francis, the statue along the back fence. When we turned to go back to the mudroom, he and I faced each other, hunkering down, wriggling into the snow. I didn't get a single gambol out of him, but I could see in his eyes that he remembered.
I plan to take his ashes back to Worthington, back to Sugar Creek. Next to snow, he loved the water there best of all. Maybe I'll keep just a little bit of him here, under the butterfly bush, near St. Francis.
Sometimes you get the bear. Sometimes the bear gets you
Our favorite model came over.
Nice way to spend a few hours during a snow storm, doncha think?
This is truly a celebration. When I was in High School, we had a yoga instructor come into the school and teach for an hour. Being part of this was one of the perks for being in the GATE program at Gateway. Since then, yoga lessons have been on my To-Do list. Well, I am proud to say that I had my first class today. Come Thursday, I will officially enroll in my local Best Fitness in order to take yoga at least twice a week. I declare that Yoga has moved from To-Do do, to IT'S DUN!
Yup, I stood on tippy-toes and cut back as much as I could.
So, now what?
Gram helped with the dibble definition. Back in her day, dibbles where 'innie' belly buttons. I didn't press her memory to find out what 'outies' were.
If you don't dream they can't come true