I was sitting here at my dining room table yesterday looking out the sliding glass doors to my backyard like I’ve done countless times over the last five years. It was a beautiful fall day in Illinois. The sun shining, the air crisp, the leaves falling in cascades and covering the yard. I realized we’d have to rake again soon.
We took our dogs to the vet for their yearly check up, some shots, a blood test. They are good. They did well during the vet visit. They got some treats from the girl at the Espresso Royale drive-thru afterward as we got our large breves with an extra shot.
After the drive-thru we came home and had a visit with our daughter and grand daughter. Our grand daughter is not much over one and half, her second birthday is coming up in February. She is busy and curious and is speaking sentences, which is a little freaky, but oh so cool, coming from such a young one. Our grandsons didn’t talk this well this early, so it’s a bit of an anomaly for us, but really awesome. She played with shells and rubber duckies and blocks and a wooden bus we have that has doors that open and wooden people inside. She watched videos of dogs and her Mama dancing and some muppets. She laughed.
We took a run to our local Menards to get some door tab insulation. I actually have no idea what they’re called, but they do really help to keep that cold Midwest air out of the house. We also stopped in to get toilet paper and a 16 count box of fruit cups in real juice with cherries in them. We call them cherries and all of the grandkids love them. We like to have some on hand when they come to visit.
We made a great dinner last night of our version of chicken parmesan with broccoli. It was awesome. We watched a movie, held hands, pet the pups, and decided to go to bed early to continue watching Good Girls Revolt on Amazon. If you haven’t watched it, do, it’s pretty damn good.
I was incredibly sad all day, we hugged each other a lot, and in fact at one point I had a good cry, but…
Life, mine, ours, is beautiful. It goes on. It continues to move forward. One beautiful moment and day after another.
And, as my honey says, no vote can take that away from us. We have each other, our love, our life together, no matter what. She is amazing. My rock, my center. I love her so much.
Today I got up, turned on the High Hopes playlist I started making, poured a cup of coffee, sat down, we talked again as we’d done yesterday about places we might start volunteering, and I looked out to the backyard where we are having another beautiful fall day. There are tons of birds at our feeders and the wind is hitting the trees and creating a rainstorm of leaves out there.
We are really going to have to get out there and rake.