Coming up for Air

This will be the fifth or sixth time I have started this post. I was thinking about Linda’s SoCS prompt ‘up and down’ and I certainly have been experiencing both of late.

I will let my heart guide me through this post, so please bear with me.

My heart is heavy. We had loss with tragic circumstances in my extended family. It has been hard to come to terms with. It is not my place to say much more than that, but if you are a prayer-minded person, I would appreciate your prayers for those in my family who are struggling to come to terms with all that has transpired.

I returned from Florida last Tuesday. The day I left, there were intense Florida afternoon storms that kicked up my vertigo. I took Dramamine and then got on the plane, then a 50 minute ride home on winding mountain roads. By the time I arrived home I was well into a full blown attack. I am still a bit woozy even now but it is getting better. I am going to schedule an appointment with my doctor to see about a referral to a physical therapist. This is getting old.

My trip to Florida was wonderful. I had a great time visiting with my family. My three-year-old granddaughter is a hoot and kept me in stitches all the time. Sadly, she picked up a stomach bug and had two days she felt rather under the weather. Other than that, we had a grand time! We shared a few days in the pool and she stayed home from daycare a couple of days so we could spend time together. She kept me on my toes for sure.

Of course, me being me, something had to go wrong. My DIL and I decided to meet my daughter for lunch one afternoon. Walking from the car to the restaurant, I stepped off the curb, onto a rock, twisted my ankle and down I went. I banged up my knees, scraped my palms on the pavement and bruised my ribs when I fell onto my purse. People came running to my aid to make sure I was okay which I was – my pride was bruised more than anything – and I tore a hole in my capri pants. Lunch and a show – who knew?

The weather in Florida was hot, but mostly clear (up until the day I left). I was able to meet my dear friend Susan for lunch one afternoon. Although we speak on the phone frequently, we had not seen each other in several years. It was so good to see her and catch up on our lives. She is so brave. As she eeks into her 70’s, she decided to start taking stand-up comedy classes and she is quite funny! I am so proud of her.

Summer has fully set in here. The only flowers we have are on the Rose of Sharon and one lone lily. Our garden is thriving, although it looks like we have powdery mildew on our cucumbers. I may resort to the Farmer’s Market for pickling cucumbers. Our bear friend has been here – once around 8 am and once around 8:45 pm. We keep a party-sized air horn here to dissuade him should he get too close or too comfortable.

After lots of prep time and waiting, hubby’s metal building is scheduled to be delivered tomorrow. Hopefully the weather will cooperate. Then the electrician and Duke Power will get involved to bring power to the building and then he will be in business. He has lots of tools to move from the garage to his workspace.

You may remember my episode with a snake in the house while hubby was in Kentucky. Well, this past week I saw a field mouse scurry across the floor. Luckily, we could close the door and keep him isolated until we could get him out of the house. I was glad hubby was here to tackle this one. Nothing like mountain life I tell you!

Today would be my sister Rosie’s 71st birthday. It is so hard to believe she has been gone for 11 years. We always had frequent chats on the phone and I really miss those phone calls. Time passes quickly, folks. Much too quickly.

My son and my grandchildren are coming to spend a couple of days next week. I am looking forward to having them with us. It has been an empty house much too long. Soon after their visit we will head back to Florida for our granddaughter’s birthday. I am not sure if we will drive or fly because hubby received a summons for jury duty the week we planned to leave. If I have learned nothing else this past year, I have learned to be patient.

I didn’t write for Song Lyric Sunday yesterday, but if I had, I would have chosen “Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down” written by Kris Kristofferson and performed by the legendary Johnny Cash.

 

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