6 Months
Half a year, approximately 180 days, so much can happen so many things can change & yet all you want to do is try and keep things somewhat the same. If only the kids could stay young, work could stay at a minimum, money could grow on trees & those you love most in the world could live forever. Years ago I saved a bottle of Verdiccio wine thinking it resembled a funky little genie bottle. Maybe I should have tried making a few wishes.
My wishes are more like outloud thoughts, sometimes too outloud & sometimes I'm faced with the immediate Karma of the outloud thought. I'll mention that I wish Jack's tournament wasn't that weekend & then it ends up on a weekend we had booked to go away or I'll say something like it's too bad we weren't able to stay a little longer in Florida & then we'll end up with delays at the airport. I need to master better wishing & dream follow through. I really do try a glass half full approach. I want the skies to always be blue & life to be that delicious piece of cake. I want my kids & my life to portray that philosophy as well. That being said i realize that there is also a level of excepting the things that will be & hold on to the life that is unfolding.
The Warden doesn't share my same philosophy. He WORKS & then he WORRIES. He comes by it naturally & most days it's for a reason. I guess that's why you marry your opposite. This spring there have been lots of valid worries in his head. It was a long & very cold winter & we went from worrying about the wheat surviving to now an overabundance of rain on EVERYTHING. It was tough getting things planted & now it's been tough making sure it grows. My father in law said the other day that in 55 years of farming he has never had to replant a corn field 3 times. That's something.
Six months ago it was like an ice age around here & now we could use Noah's Ark. Farmer's have an almanac that is about prediction not about wishing. They have a plan & a procedure & every morning they get up and attempt to make sure it's accomplished. Nothing is worse than when the weather messes up their plan. A breakdown can be fixed, a tire can be changed a part can be ordered but its impossible to Tarp the Sky.
So here we are the start of summer & many of the changes I didn't want to happen have. The kids are getting older, I still haven't found that money tree and we have lost some people we cared about.
One of our family's big losses was our beloved black lab Harley. She was 13. She was given to us when she was a year & a half old an she was the best Damn dog you could ask for. She raised two kids, had numerous fishing adventures, field explorations & did not fetch she instead would happily trot along beside you while you got the ball. We'll one day get another dog probably sooner rather than later as we're all missing that piece of happiness, be there no matter what love your 4 legged friend can bring you.
We'll truck on through another season and try and come out for the better rather than the worse & know no matter what tomorrow will be another day, another season and another shot at giving things another go around. Stay tuned.
This was a draft I never posted 5 years ago & shortly after I wrote it we added BadMolly & the HicksyChicks to our brood. This post is STILL so incredibly valid & accurate for our lives today, quite ironically even.
