Peaceful

It is six pm in our house. My husband Gary and our two dogs are all asleep. Gary is in his favorite spot on the recliner, I’m sitting on the bed with Ernie, Sally is sleeping in her kennel. 

Silence, there is something to be said about it. I am sure I should be doing something right now. Folding laundry, mopping the floors, or finishing the dishes. But I hate to move. I don’t want to disturb or wake anyone up. So, I’ll sit here and write.

It is so peaceful in this exact moment. No worrying about Sally going after Ernie. Not wondering if we have given Ernie his medication for the day. I know we did. I’m going to savor this time and hope it lasts for a while. It’s not often I get to just sit and think. Normally there are a million and a half different things going on in our lives. It hasn’t been the same since we brought Ernie home. Don’t get me wrong he is a blessing and I’m so glad we have him. It has been a big adjustment for all of us, including Ernie. He loves us now and does not want to be anywhere else.

Sunsets

It’s nice, sitting here on the bed. I can actually sit and think without being interrupted. It’s not normal. There is always something that needs my attention. So just to sit and look out the window is heaven. It’s getting dark outside, another day is in. The days, weeks, months, and years go by so fast now.

A Long Time

I’ve been on this earth for 62 years. My husband is almost 64. His birthday is the 25th of this month. We have carved quite a life out for ourselves. Living in the country has been a dream I am glad to say is now a reality. There is nothing like sitting out on our patio on a warm sunny day. City life, blah no thank you. I’ll take the country any day.

What Does The Future Hold

My thoughts turn to the future and what it holds for Gary and I. Flourishing health, and a sound mind is what I wish for. The ability to do what we want when we want to is something I cherish. Not everyone is so lucky. Too many of us take for granted the fact we can walk, talk, and live our lives in the manner we do. We all worry about high prices, the state of the world, the shootings that seem to happen now on a daily basis. At times feeling lucky we are as old as we are. Worrying about our grandkids and wondering what the world will be like for them is something I do. 

Out Of Time

My time is running out. I’m no longer the only one awake. Ernie is looking at me. It’s time for a potty break. My thoughts are no longer my own. My family is stirring, let the chaos begin.

My peaceful interlude is now reaching an end.

Back to reality, I wouldn’t live this life any other way.

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