It may be silly to some, but I have wanted a fairy garden for a LONG time - even before they were popular.
I started collecting items to build one about 2 years after Rick died. A piece here or there. I found some of them on Amazon, or other online shopping sites. Just putting everything in a small tote container - hoping that one day I would be where I could build it.
Here at my son's house.
And my granddaughter was able & willing to help me. We took one evening and put it together. After it was done, she said, "Grannee, when you asked me to help you build this, I was thinking it would be very boring. But it wasn't! It was SO MUCH FUN!"
I would like to have a tiny sweetheart rose growing in it ... still looking for just the right one. :)
We are going to do another one, or 3! LOL
March 4, 2020 - - UPDATE.
Well, my truck is has been off the road now since February 9, 2020. Not sure what is wrong with it. We have had it diagnosed twice, and received 2 different answers. I have contacted the owner of the car lot back in KY - he's asked his mechanic, and the one who did the transmission work before I bought it.
With the bad weather, cold & raining, and with Josh being sick - It just sits in the yard. Looking sad ... and lonely - almost as sad & lonely as me :( .
Waiting for time to take a hard look at it ourselves, going down the list of "what it could be".
Not sure what to do if I cannot afford to fix it.
I need a vehicle that is reasonably dependable and reliable.
If this is not going to prove to be it?
Sadly I cannot keep it, continuing to make payments on it for it to sit in the yard.
If the repairs are going to be too costly? I cannot pay to have it repaired + make the monthly payments.
So, I feel much like I am between a rock and a hard place.
**This sure makes me miss Rick - even more than "normal".**
Just praying that God will give us the wisdom & the clear precise directions as to what to do.
2005 Ford Expedition, the Eddie Bauer edition.
Affectionately called "Captain Jack".
Been needing new glasses for over 2 years. The last ones were not right, after 3 times of taking them back.
I was soooo stinking excited about these.
The fit was good.
I am getting used to the new look.
However, after a week of wearing them, the vision is still not correct.
Looking thru the bifocals makes everything off kilter ... and I can't see thru the regular lenses good enough to do much reading or even working on the computer without super straining my eyes.
So, the headaches remain ... Sigh.
Just got a text from the eye glass clinic though, asking how they were working out. I sent back an answer, we shall see if they are willing to make them better.
And I went back. Somehow the prescription had gotten wrong.
Prescription was redone.
Glasses were remade.
New frames - because these were not appropriate for bifocals.
Picture on the left was taken in December 2019.
Picture on the right was taken February 2020.
Met with Tricia when I got back to Texas. Told her I was ready for a change. She said that my long hair was in great condition, asked if I wanted to donate it. I said "SURE!" So she tied it off, in 3 sections, and we made 3 donations! That made the decision to cut it even better!
A shorter cut. A loose perm. And here I am!
Not in any particular order, but these are the things on my "Life List"
(I don't like the words or connotation of "Bucket List".)
Things to do without a vehicle - because I don't want to be waiting to live any longer:
Once I do get a dependable vehicle:
And to do with family & friends:
Then, just for me:
I made the trip to TX to see the kids and grandkids.
Left on December 21, 2018 - returned to KY on December 29, 2018.
3 days with Mandy and her bunch. 3 days with Joshua and his.
Long enough to confirm some thing to my heart.
Not near long enough to relax and enjoy fully.
I did go thru a few of my things at Joshua's, and I brought some back with me.
They are sitting packed in a plastic tote, waiting for a car.
I will put them in the back of the car, and I will have "me more important things about me" no matter where I am.
My heart is heavy, my spirit grieves.
I still don't know where to be, nor what to do.
I thought having me things about me would make me feel better.
It makes me realize moment after moment, day after day, that I do not have a HOME. That I truly do not belong anywhere, nor to anyone.
As I look at those things, knowing they are there - - I feel an emptiness, a loneliness, that I did not expect.
Rick, I had a pretty good idea of the nightmare it would be without you.
I look back at my journal, reading the words I wrote then - and it is eerie how true those thoughts and emotions have become my reality now.
I miss you.
There is not one thing about you that I do not miss.
And on top of missing everything about YOU - I miss all that went along with you, with me, with us, with our life together.
I miss loving you, and being loved.
I miss knowing without question where my bed was, where our life was being lived out.
The plans we made, the dreams we held for one another.
Working to make a higher quality of life together.
Oh how I miss so much -
Yes, I am trying to dig deeper and truly accept that those days are gone. Never to be lived again.
But, dammit! It is the hardest thing I have ever done.
I wish you had fought harder - from the first word of having diabetes. When we could have made the changes that would have given you more quantity of life with me. Sigh.
I love you.
I miss you.
My Life List
I do not like the words "Bucket List". I know that we are all going to "kick the bucket" some day, and there are things we all long to do before that day. Me, too. However, I choose to call this my "Life List". I want to do these things to increase my excitement and joy, and perhaps to encourage someone else to do the same.