Stuff (life) just keeps happening and does not seem to slow down. Good things. Bad things. But too much at once. And lots of zucchini to cope with.
VBS came and went with little effort on my part but much enjoyment with grandkids in the house. Elijah was at our village church three Sundays recently, and I loved hearing him sing. I loved having him and Brianna with us as we studied Job in Young Adult Class. (And it was fun having Mary Ellen visit last Sunday too, and then really nice to have her invite us all to lunch!)
The day before I had a wonderful unexpected treat when my brother Jim and wife Vivian come down from Mattoon. Frankly, they have had serious health problems that have made me wonder if they’d be able to come for awhile. But Vivian’s sister in nearby Vienna was celebrating her 80th birthday, and they came down for the family get-together there despite the tight medicine schedule they have to keep for the time being. Jim called me the night before, and Katherine insisted I leave for an afternoon break so I could see them when they dropped by the farm on their way home.
Adding to our pleasure was finding out their daughters Judi and Jane (Beth) were with them. I relaxed thinking one of the daughters could drive if Jim got tired—but he left the farm in the driver’s seat. Come to find out when I called him today for his 85th birthday, he drove all the way down (with a traffic jam that slowed them considerably in Marion) as well as all the way home. Although Jane would have been glad to drive, he enjoyed making the long drive. I do not think I could make that trip there and back in one day. And with Katherine so sick, I haven’t tried to go up for an overnight visit as I used to do. So it had been much too long since I had seen them, and I was very grateful for their visit. Elijah and Brianna came in while they were here, and I liked that they were able to see relatives they had not seen in years. Vivian was especially pleased to see Elijah because he received the first of many many baby blankets she has made down through the years including ones for all of our grandchildren after Elijah.
Another joy has been having Gerry and Vickie in the house yesterday and today. They came by way of Dallas where Gerry had helped in a softball clinic that our granddaughter Erin was having there. Then they had driven all night and stopped at the farm for some sleep before coming over and joining Mary Ellen and me at the hospital in Carbondale, where Gerald was having a pacemaker implanted. They had to return to Georgia this afternoon, but Gerry retrieved his dad from the hospital this morning and took him to breakfast at Cracker Barrel. I had a mite of trouble the first time I saw Gerald in a hospital gown before the procedure, but he looked the picture of health, and I felt confident that all would go extremely well and it did.
He had never spent a night in the hospital during our marriage, and I’d planned to spend the night with him although I figured he would protest. However, it turned out that he was in a large ward with very tight quarters, and they would not allow anyone to stay in there through the night. I saw no point in trying to sleep on a hard chair in a waiting room. So I carried out the little bag I had packed with a tooth brush and meds and came on home at the close of visiting hours. It had been rewarding to watch the screen above his bed recording dots every time the pacemaker helped his heart rhythm. We have to appreciate the modern miracles that researchers and physicians have created for us. I have a feeling Gerald will have more energy than ever now despite the fact that he already works more than anyone his age ought to in his wife’s opinion. The big worry now is how we will keep him following the doctor’s orders until the pacemaker settles in and the incision heals.
Before this, Gerald has been busy mowing the yard since he is not supposed to do so now for awhile and getting his garden in shape and picking zucchini. On top of that, he has been getting estimates and talking to insurance folk because last Friday I needed to go to Herrin on an errand and I stopped by to leave zucchini and to share a few Union County peaches that Bill Tweedy has brought us. I invited Mary Ellen to go with me as I thought it might give her a needed break from all the hard work they are involved in right now with crops and kids and moving stuff down from Waggoner. Mary Ellen is an excellent driver and likes to drive, and we followed our usual pattern of my handing her the car keys.
Just as I expected, we were having a good time talking and laughing, when suddenly as we were driving along on the main street of Energy we were rear ended with great force. I never understood why, but a man had rammed into us. (The policeman said this has kept happening but the man kept passing his driver’s exam and he did have insurance. We sure hope.) We were shook up both physically and emotionally, but we knew we came out of it with a minimum of damage considering the jar we had. Dark bruises show where my seat belt saved me from serious injury. Otherwise, Mary Ellen and I were ok, and the car can be fixed.
Before Gerry and Vickie had to leave today, for our lunch I made a zucchini casserole for a veggie to go with out baked pork chops and instant mashed potatoes. I’d been wanting to make a peach pie with the peaches so I did that for dessert.and used sweetener instead of sugar as a welcome home gesture for Gerald. It was successful.
All in all, there is just too much going on right now and I must take a break from blogging. I process life by writing, and it is both relaxing and distracting for me to keep from thinking of problems I cannot control. All my life when I see something beautiful, I have wished I were an artist and able to capture it permanently on paper. Instead I have to use words to try to make transient things more permanent. But right now, maybe I need to save that writing time for more important things. Maybe I should be the one to start picking the zucchini.
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