I think I've packed the house. I hate it that we don't live closer so I try to take her things that she wouldn't normally get to have in a larger city. So I have kale, tomatoes, some of my pineapple zucchini, and enough cucumbers that she will be able to maker her own pickles. I'm taking her some herbal blends and some garlic too.
We'll only be gone for the evening and back on Sunday but it will be awesome to spend that time with them.
Time . . . when I was young and I thought I had all the time in the world I wasted it. Most of that time lies in a pile of insignificance and now that I look back on it - I realize that some of it I don't even remember. I did not make the most of each day, make each day valuable, memorable. That is something I've been trying extremely hard to change. I think as you get older you realize that time is indeed in a much shorter supply and that, if, you feel that you were put here for a purpose, and I do, God doesn't put you here for nothing, then it's time to get on with it. One thing I'm very sure of, each day is a blessing and not to be wasted, dismissed and squandered.
I write this blog, as you've probably figured out already, early this morning because I won't be home and sitting at my trusty computer until Sunday and at my age I've yet to discover the wonderful uses of an iphone, ipad or whatever you call them so hang with me, okay? I'll be back and ready to go on Monday.
Have a wonderful week-end.