Coffee Chat: Pondering the Days Behind and Ahead



Fear not dear friends, I shall indeed be sharing all about the usual household/financial things here shortly...but for this moment welcome to another somber post, at least here at the beginning.  Why so somber?  Because it is the last weekend that this family will live in my home.  Tomorrow night they shall take shelter in their own walls and I shall be as alone as I haven't been in many and many a month now.

Diary for July: Week Four



Late Friday afternoon, July 20.  The wind is blowing a bit and the dogs are lying under the pecan tree outside the window.  Kate and I were just texting a few minutes ago.  I've been watching the trees and the skies and the grasses about me closely and I felt  that autumn will be early this year.  Today she texted me her prediction.  She usually does this each season.  She confirmed my suspicion.  Katie has a weather sense, like Granny did, and since she was very young has informed me of weather ahead and seasons about to change.  Their average is far better than weather men with all their satellite views and other technology.  I felt complimented this afternoon when I told her I'd been thinking it would be early and she said "You're learning."   High compliments from someone to whom it comes naturally.

July Diary: Week Three



Saturday, July 14:  My bags are packed...I'm ready to go...Already I'm so lonesome I could cry....

Diary for July: Week Two



July 7, Shabat Saturday:  So very much I want to chatter over today and perhaps I will...I don't typically write on Shabat, having always seen writing as work, but just now it's not work but pleasure to have the time to myself to write things out.


Where to start?   Usually it's to start at the beginning isn't it?  But I want to share a bit of this and a bit of that and these things don't fall in sequence at all nor are they all related.  So I shall just begin where I begin, much as I do when faced with one of those intricate adult coloring pages and decide how to go on from there.

Diary for July: Week One



Instead of doing "In My Home" posts just now I thought I'd try and keep a diary for July...A mix of savings, what I'm doing, what I'm thinking, etc.  I'll jot a few thoughts down each week, not necessarily every day, and post them until I am up to fully writing posts once more.  Fair warning, it may not all be happy homemaking.  It may be gritty and dirty at times.  But it will be a truthful journaling of what goes on in this Blue House.

Monday, July 2:  I slipped out super early this morning and went over to Mama's old house, the one Katie moved into in late April.  We did a ton of work when she moved in but not nearly enough.  Rooms got cleaned up, but closets also got packed full, especially when we'd overwhelmed ourselves with trash and donations.   Now Katie is getting ready to move, I thought I'd get the last of Mama's 'left behind' stuff sorted out and took advantage of Katie being out of town to do so.

Transparency



I have always loved those pages in Encyclopedias where you open the page up and there is the skeletal system, then you turn a clear page and there are the organs, then another page layers on the muscular system and finally you turn the last page and there is skin and hair and a person.   As I've studied genealogy I've wished often for such transparency sheets to overlay maps of the states where my ancestors lived.  So often it appears they have moved but what changed was boundary lines, new counties formed, old townships died and faded away and the relative rarely left the place in which they had settled after migration from another state.

I have often said with my blog that I wanted to share myself with you all.  To be transparent.  Who I was, where I am in my mind/spirit/life span, my financial circumstances, my talents, my lacks of talents, my hopes and my loss of dreams.  I have tried to do so without revealing personal information that might be irresponsible. But I've also wanted to share a little more.  It has actually been on my heart and mind now for a number of  months that I needed to go deeper in sharing myself, my very inner self, though you might well think I've done quite enough of that already.

I want to be transparent to you as much as I can without causing harm to others who may have intentionally or unintentionally done me damage, or revealing things that are more reflective of the character of another than myself.  It's one thing to share my failures and failings and foibles.  It's mean spirited to share those of others.  At least in a more or less public setting, I've found it especially difficult to balance the pointing out of my failures without revealing what caused the situation in the first place.

Time Out


Notice her obvious confusion?  It's kinda how I feel at present.  I'm not just sure what I should be doing to fix something that has gone wrong.

I've started this post a dozen times and dumped the contents just as many.  So I am going to keep this short and sweet.  I'm struggling hard just now.  I am cutting out everything 'extra' that I possibly can.  And since meals and boys and housekeeping and family needs can't go away, I have to drop all the  other stuff I love so very much.  Writing, my attempt at starting a new business, reading, speaking in complete sentences.

Mentally, it's come down to this.

I'll be back.  I will.  But for now, I just can't keep it all up.  Hugs to each of you who have supported me in words and thoughts and prayers.  Keep me in mind.  Please.

Mid-September: Loss and Gain