March 1, 2011! WOW!! I am feeling so very old today! I wrote a birthday card to my oldest son and realized he is 50 years old on the 4
th of this month. That's a half century! OUCH!! And on the other hand he grew into such a nice, gentle man and has a beautiful family in spite of me. There is a force greater than myself that guided him.
Of course I have been wondering down memory lane since I dropped the b-day card in the mail. I was so young and had no idea what I was getting into as my tummy grew and my hormones were at war with me. I was supposed to be a junior in high school and I was preparing to be a mom. Thank goodness my mother lived near me at the time! Her help during those months up to the big event and then after we came home with the new
addition, was so very valuable.
Can you say guardian angel!My first born is passionate about fishing and has been since he was old enough to hold a small little rod and stand at the end of the dock at his grandparents cabin on Borden Lake. He would catch little perch, little sunfish or whatever would come along and bite, then he would bring them up so proudly to the cabin and his grandmother would show him how to clean them and she would actually fix them for him to eat. He would be so excited that he caught what he was eating! Brings a smile to my heart to remember! He was maybe 3 years old. He has been fishing ever since, year round. Neither sleet, nor snow, nor wind or any other force can get in the way of his passion. And along the way while he was enjoying this passion he was learning! Learning where what fish was most likely to be, which lakes, which streams, rivers, boat or shore fishing, etc. He has become an expert and guide to others sharing his passion. He has passed the passion onto to his 2 sons and my heart goes out to my daughter-in-law, because she is outnumbered by the fishermen. Vacations and get-aways are usually planned around some kind of fishing trip. There is much more to this son of mine, but his love of the sport of fishing stands out.
On a more somber note, I am saying good-bye to a furry friend this weekend, with the help of my sister. This guy has been a part of my life for 14 years, when my youngest brought him home. Cute little fur ball with razor sharp claws, which he used often and with such accuracy. He has aged and with age comes ailments and his quality of life has been
diminished by those ailments. I have agonized over what to do and along with council from my mother, mys sister and not least the vet, I have decided to end his suffering. It breaks my heart to let him go, we will meet again at the Rainbow Bridge!
So it is 3 weeks until SPRING! Can't tell it out here! -2 below is our air temp at noon. In fact one of the local merchants told me not to expect spring until about mid-May and then it will be under water this year! A little disheartening to hear we could have snow right up to June! I guess I will in by the fire until the snow is gone and there is a warm accent to the breeze that blows in my direction.
Farewell from the prairie and remember those less fortunate, always pay it forward!