Saying Goodbye is Hard to Infinity

We said hello to our kiddos last week. They came home for the Celebration of Life we held for my in-laws. Their plane landed at 11:30pm and that is WAY past my bedtime. There are only a few reasons I would be not only be awake, but also out of the house, at that hour and the girls are most of those reasons.

My parents came in as well, first time since my dad was sick. It was pretty great to have a full house for a few days. We stuffed ourselves with Indian food, did a little shopping, and prepped for the big event.

Fargo was in his glory because he loves his girls and he loves my parents. He played and visited until he was worn out.

 

It was a beautiful day for us to gather. Too hot for my comfort, but could have been way worse. We had a good crowd and I think people enjoyed being together.

It was happy and sad and included emotions in between. Having the girls, my parents, our family and good friends in one place to eat and to talk and to remember and to celebrate two incredible people was perfect.

Hubby’s co-workers did something pretty incredible for him. His boss/friend had the idea, he ran it by me, I ran it by the girls, and we all agreed that we LOVED his idea. We now have a beautiful glider bench with a plaque on it to commemorate and celebrate the lives and the love of hubby’s parents

My parents left early the next morning. We had  booked the girls on a later flight than we usually would have in order to squeeze as much as we could out of the very quick visit. Though it ended up being stressful for them, and resulted in a very late arrival home, I very selfishly enjoyed having those extra few hours. We LOVE these two and we’re so stinking proud of them. So is Fargo, as he looks on longingly.

And then we said goodbye. Saying goodbye is hard to infinity and it still sucks.

 

 

The Lost Summer

Back in mid July, I started drafting a blog post entitled, “Walking is Our New Running.” Hubby is no longer able to run so we were trying to embrace walking together. We had been doing pretty well the previous few weeks, walking 4-5 mornings/week, seeing pretty sunrises. I was going to include pics of the pretty sunrises and scenery in the post, like this:

Hubby’s body even managed a 4 miler, which was our last real walk. In the third week of July, we said goodbye to our Summer.

Who here has ever heard of Babesiosis? It’s a tick borne parasite. Only a very small number of you? I hadn’t heard of it either, until my dad contracted it. Here is some information:

https://www.cdc.gov/parasites/babesiosis/index.html

From the “Disease” page, some important information that pertains to my dad is that Babesiosis can be a severe, life threatening disease if you do not have a spleen. My dad does not have a spleen and he became critically ill. We are pretty certain that if his family doctor (whom I called and thanked), did not immediately think to have his blood tested for this parasite, my dad would not still be with us. It’s been a months long recovery, and his red blood cells are still being monitored.

I share this, in more detail than the happenings in the rest of our lost summer, as a heads up, a plea, to be vigilant about checking yourself and your pets for ticks. My parents are not outdoorsy. The chances of them getting a tick bite are very slim, let alone my dad getting a tick bite from a tick with babesia. All of the doctors and researchers are saying that Lyme disease and other tick borne diseases are on the rise. Please don’t take any chances.

At this point, let’s just say that the bad news Summer continued. We lost both of my in-laws, 10 days apart, and learned that a close family member has terminal cancer.

It’s been hard on the girls, and on us, that they’re so far away. With the eldest no longer in college, she moved further from campus. The girls don’t see each other as often, so when they sent us a picture together, it helped our hearts.

The pergola and pergola space got finished, but we haven’t had been able to really make use of it (pergola post to follow later).

It’s been hard to give Fargo The Terrible the time he deserves. He did his best to hang in there (always more Fargo pics to follow later).

It’s been hard to do anything in the house beyond the basic dishes/laundry. (I can’t bring myself to share a pic of the messy house to illustrate). As you may have noticed, there have been no blog posts for a long time. It’s been hard to find the energy to do more than the bare minimum. We are lucky to have friends/neighbors who made us food. THANK YOU, you know who you are!! It has been hard keeping up with the garden produce, and a few things did end up going to waste.

We randomly had enough hours and energy, at the same time, to be productive. We are attempting to make sauerkraut, which is currently smelling up the closet in which it resides (sauerkraut post to follow later).

We got one batch of peppers canned. We are calling these (and any batch of cheesy roasted peppers we make) Pepper Roulette this year. Every once in a while, there’s a HOT one in the mix and it can be from any of the three varieties.

We made a first go at pickles (pickle post to follow later).

And we just got the sweet potatoes harvested last weekend. They are smaller and many are unusually shaped, but hopefully they are yummy.

A more positive and productive Fall is welcome.