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Fast Changes.
Wow: way to long between posts....not that it matters much this seems to be more of an exercise for my own mental health than actual readership. So what to say except life has been so fraught with tension and worry this past 12 weeks that I haven't really take a half dozen breaths in a row that I can actually remember breathing through on purpose. So much for my regular yoga breathing, Suffice to say we have been flying from one serious issue to another and whirling through each on at break neck speed, that it is a wonder either of us are still standing.
Both sets of parents on my husbands and my sides have been riddled with health issues, precious close immediate family members have walked out personal heart ache and we ourselves have had some serious health issues come against us and are still walking out the potential ramifications of what that could mean for us and our future.
Dale has returned from what promises to be a Life changing Trip to Africa and helping with an orphanage as well as agricultural endeavours in the Pemba/Mieze area of Mozambique Africa.
I am thrilled he went but I am more thrilled he has returned in relative good health, I expect as he de-briefs I will hear more and more of this life changing experience.
Fall has landed and winter has made some stirrings only to be beaten back by milder autumnal season highs and lows. Snow tried to intimidate us for a few days but the last week has had more rain than snow in it and I personally would prefer wet over white especially at this time of year. Nothing really against snow, just I would prefer to see the huge white fluffy flakes show up December 24th and disappear on January 4th. It can be cold but not dirty. I know I am not asking much......but so far the good Lord has deigned to over look my personal requests in the weather department. Now given my options for miracles I guess I would rather they show up changing peoples lives as opposed to just changing the weather for me.
One of the huge regrets of this past 12 weeks was the lake of memory I have of them, I usually enjoy the fall weather and the changing temperatures so much but this year I feel like I have some how skipped from August to the entrance of December...Here it is the American Thanksgiving and I barely remember ours October 12th.....Man this fall has been such a blur. The geese have reminded me with the racket they make landing to stop and go out side even without a coat and just watch them all land for the night on the harbour water. It is amazing to me that they know exactly when they have to fly south and how long each group needs to get to warmer climates. But they arrive by the 100's and some days the 1000's and each group has a mysterious dance they do as so many of them navigate the pearls of safely landing in the water with enough room for wingspan and glide out stopping. I have never seen them bump into each other. I am certain that has to happen but I have never witnessed it ever in all the years the fall migration of birds fascinates me I have never seen an aviation mishap with any of them. That all by itself is amazing and proof we are all miraculously fearfully and wonderfully made.
This post will not have anything more in it than this, I need to get used to writing things out again and the feelings that writing it out releases just now I am knowing I need to start and let the process help sooth and heal some serious mind wounds from living life this side of heaven. More next time.
Both sets of parents on my husbands and my sides have been riddled with health issues, precious close immediate family members have walked out personal heart ache and we ourselves have had some serious health issues come against us and are still walking out the potential ramifications of what that could mean for us and our future.
Dale has returned from what promises to be a Life changing Trip to Africa and helping with an orphanage as well as agricultural endeavours in the Pemba/Mieze area of Mozambique Africa.
I am thrilled he went but I am more thrilled he has returned in relative good health, I expect as he de-briefs I will hear more and more of this life changing experience.
Fall has landed and winter has made some stirrings only to be beaten back by milder autumnal season highs and lows. Snow tried to intimidate us for a few days but the last week has had more rain than snow in it and I personally would prefer wet over white especially at this time of year. Nothing really against snow, just I would prefer to see the huge white fluffy flakes show up December 24th and disappear on January 4th. It can be cold but not dirty. I know I am not asking much......but so far the good Lord has deigned to over look my personal requests in the weather department. Now given my options for miracles I guess I would rather they show up changing peoples lives as opposed to just changing the weather for me.
One of the huge regrets of this past 12 weeks was the lake of memory I have of them, I usually enjoy the fall weather and the changing temperatures so much but this year I feel like I have some how skipped from August to the entrance of December...Here it is the American Thanksgiving and I barely remember ours October 12th.....Man this fall has been such a blur. The geese have reminded me with the racket they make landing to stop and go out side even without a coat and just watch them all land for the night on the harbour water. It is amazing to me that they know exactly when they have to fly south and how long each group needs to get to warmer climates. But they arrive by the 100's and some days the 1000's and each group has a mysterious dance they do as so many of them navigate the pearls of safely landing in the water with enough room for wingspan and glide out stopping. I have never seen them bump into each other. I am certain that has to happen but I have never witnessed it ever in all the years the fall migration of birds fascinates me I have never seen an aviation mishap with any of them. That all by itself is amazing and proof we are all miraculously fearfully and wonderfully made.
This post will not have anything more in it than this, I need to get used to writing things out again and the feelings that writing it out releases just now I am knowing I need to start and let the process help sooth and heal some serious mind wounds from living life this side of heaven. More next time.
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