Day 206; Footnotes of One of the Better Changes

I was sitting here watching the kittens playing in the backyard. They were having a wonderful time playing, wrestling, attacking each other and plants. Both mother cats were close by. Then something caught my attention. The sound of an owl down in the woods. My focus changed quickly. I sat here listening to the owl, making sure it never came any closer which it didn’t. Eventually I didn’t hear it any longer. Obviously I have no idea whether it moved on deeper in the woods or what, all that mattered was the kittens were safe. 

About the same time the phone rang. It was a call that I knew was coming. Dad wanted to know if my son was watching the race. I told him that there wasn’t a race today. Dad said, something along the lines of , so he’s not watching a race? Nope, there isn’t a race dad because of the Olympics. Finally understanding he thanked me and ended the call. Ah these men folk and their races. Personally I prefer a good dirt track race but ah well. My son laughed because I had told him earlier that the call would come, it just took a little longer than I thought. 

But the thing is, on Tuesday, dad will be 92 years of age. He has earned the right to be a bit forgetful. I know, how blessed we are that dad and mom are still here with us. The calls don’t bother me one bit. I do however need to figure out something for him for his birthday.

 For now though, I am sitting here listening to the crickets symphony going on outside. Even the cats are quite for the moment. Maybe they wore themselves out earlier. Or maybe they did hear the owl and aren’t taking any chances. 

This morning I wrote about change and changes. I got some amazing responses from some who read. It is true, we are constantly changing. Life around us, is constantly changing. We have to decide how we are going to handle the changes. Not all changes are good, which means we have to decide what we are going to do.We have things set up, plans, schedules, a budget, gardens, homes. We think we have everything just as we want them to be, then all of a sudden life throws a curve ball and changes take place that will need to be addressed. It may be something that can be addressed bringing results quickly, or it may take a while to see what the changes have brought about. The important thing is not to give up. Take your time, do your best, know that with effort, things work out.

 I have said that the people I run into out in  life all look so much better after getting away from where we once worked. Which is true. My hope is that it is the same for me, but I see myself every day so I can’t be the proper judge. I do know I feel better. I have learned better who I am and of what I am capable. I have learned how and grown deeper in my faith. I have with each day moved further away from that wish for closure the way I wanted it from where I once worked. Allowing it any space in my head is a waste. For me, that is one of the better changes.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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4 Responses to Day 206; Footnotes of One of the Better Changes

  1. John says:

    Happy birthday to your father! My dad is 93.

  2. Beautiful pictures, especially the butterfly.

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