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sKePTiKal:
Hugs Lighter! I'll gather up some more bonfire wood.
lighter:
Thank you, Amber. The warmth of Amazon fires warms my heart and bones.
I'm so grateful to have your input.
Lighter
lighter:
Yesterday morning was a sad wait for my Father's final breaths. They came in the early afternoon. He was comfortable. His long struggle ended.
I slowly moved through my day reviewing video of pallets off loaded from ship to determine where my missing pallet might be, if it's anywhere. I resist panic when my contractor spins. I feel insulated, and unmoved. It is what it is. We'll deal with it. It's just stuff.
In the meantime four windows were replaced during pretty high winds yesterday. The house was opened up with new very clean glass.....looking at the Atlantic made my stomach flip, it seemed so close it would roll right in. Yesterday morning most windows were still shuttered, dirty with dark brown frames. When I returned to the house in the afternoon the ocean side of the house view was all blue blue blue sky and water.....a striking difference....took my breath away.
I worked for hours picking up and dealing with trash....a run to the dump on the golph cart....some areas of road are trash free and some a disgrace on this side of the island. I wanted to clean everything up. Had to settle with most of my property, then walked into the ocean to wash very dirty clothes.
It was after5 and the surf was breaking over the rocks on the beach. I had tidal pools to choose from, then put clothes up and stretched. It was the first time I really processed losing my father. So many memories, disjointed, one after another. Stretching turned into a workout, which turned into beachcombing, into a visit with the lovely neighbor from across street at the end of the drive, and her adopted neice. They just say niece.... typically. Not adopted.
I really like this woman, her values, and drive. She's a hard worker, and I think we'll do business. I think we'll also be good friends.
DD15 is flailing a bit with her Grandpa's passing, and the adult stress and activities.....she napped for hours, then couldn't sleep....we had a long talk after dinner, and I stayed awake as long as I could. She's sleeping now. Will likely sleep in, again....hours upside down over spring break. Won't be good when she's back to school next week.
I want to do something with her before she leaves. Something she'll remember. She said she loves it here....she wants to come back with friends over the summer. I'm glad.
I have to do something with the seawall before next hurricane season. Rebar, and concrete, and preserving what's there before it tumbles into the ocean like my neighbor's front porch last hurricane season. I don't want the vinyl seawall.
The journey continues.
Lighter
Hopalong:
I'm very sorry, (((((Lighter))))).
Glad he is at peace and glad you are in a beautiful place with room for grief.
Love,
Hops
sKePTiKal:
Hugs lighter. You're right - about the "stuff". We'll be here. I might even get to see the sun this morning! LOL.
How far from the cottage is the seawall?
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