January is nearly over…just 11 more days and it will be February! But after a long period of inactivity and little going on (except, of course a visit to my daughter and acquiring two kittens and two puppies), it seems like my world is suddenly getting shaken up. I started back to work…just two days a week, but after being retired for a year and a half it feels quite odd. The house phone was retired today and the number I had for more than 25 years is gone for good. Cell phone is my main stay now. And, after several days of deep suspicions, the vet confirmed our fears….the kitten that adopted us is pregnant with at least three kittens and due in about two to three weeks! And she was scheduled for surgery this week!
SO SMALL BUT ABOUT TO BE A MOTHER.
Church was different for me Sunday morning. I went with a sense of renewed joy and I can’t exactly account for it, but it feels good; like something inside of me is coming awake and changing along with everything else. I have had more than 70 new years, and have never felt like it was any different than the year I had just left behind; but this year things are definitely stirring.
SO BIG BUT STILL A PUPPY!
I have plans for redoing my bedroom…which I have wanted to do for sometime, but always put it off…, my sister is finishing up the hallway and getting ready to lay more floor. We are having to make plans for creating a safe place for little Stitch as she prepares for motherhood, the pups are bouncing back and forth between responding nicely to their training to reverting back to total chaos. I don’t think I have had this much mental and emotional stimulation in a long time. Maybe that is why it feels like everything is starting to come to a boil all around me! Life is so unpredictable! Not what I thought the new year would bring. And GOD is so good!
Deuteronomy 7:9 “Know therefore that the Lord your God, He is God, the faithful God, who keeps His covenant and His lovingkindness to a thousandth generation with those who love Him and keep His commandments.”
What an awesome verse and what a wonderful promise. It makes me want to sing!
PET SUPPLIES ANYONE? AS AN AMAZON ASSOCIATE I EARN FROM QUALIFYING PURCHASES.
I was born in California, but both my parents were born in different areas of rural Oklahoma. My father grew up on a small cattle ranch and my mother grew up in the hills of eastern Oklahoma near the Ozark Mts. Both were born in the 1920's when Oklahoma was still more a part of the 1800's than the twentieth century so I like to say I was born of parents who were the last generation born during the old west. Their old west roots had a huge impact on my childhood.
I spent the first three years of my life on my Granny's chicken farm. She was my father's grandmother and she owned 60 acres of alfalfa which she rented out and lived on three acres of barnyard where she raised chickens. There was some electricity, but no indoor plumbing outside of a faucet in the kitchen. The toilet was down the boardwalk in a small shed...in other words...an outhouse. The shower was a room under the water tank in the pumphouse. Granny's little three room house was the only painted building on the property. Everything else was raw, unpainted wood including the two room house my parents lived in. And I loved living on that little farm where I pretty much had free run of the barnyard and sometimes even wandered into the fields surrounding it.
The town where I was born is along the Colorado River in the middle of the California desert and across the river from the Arizona desert and while we did live there for the first 12 years of my life, we moved a lot due to my father's employment. He was a big equipment operator and we moved to where the work took him, but usually only six months of the year then we moved back to our hometown.
We moved to Northern California in 1958 and I have lived here ever since. I am a mother, a grandmother, have one great-grandchild and recently retired. I am divorced and now live with my youngest sister. My sisters and I like to cruise and take road trips. I am enjoying my life.
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