At your Lowest

As we all know, life is challenging, frustrating, sorrowful and joyful. Being joyful and sometimes being challenging is fun. Sitting on your porch drinking coffee and just starting off into space is so peaceful. One with nature.

Being sorrowful, depressed, down on your luck is desperation, a form of madness. Today was one of those days for me. When I was young, foolishly thinking I had the world by its tail, I could overcome any down-trodded affair so easily. Just call daddy and mommy and the trouble would be gone. Sadly those days belong to another era.

I would like to thank my cousin who called today. I don't normally hear from her and today's call was a surprise. It was like the light you see at the end of the dark musty tunnel. You have no idea what that simple picking up the phone and calling meant to me. A smile here, a laugh there, a thinking of you, was like throwing a life preserver. Something to hold on to so that things in life is not so scary. Thank you.

All is right with the world this morning

Mrs. Barney has had her babies from the look of it. Glad that I am feeding her as this will help the babies be healthy. Yes, I know that squirrels are part of the rat family. I use to have a Flying Squirrel for a pet as a child. This squirrel pet, I named after some Disney movie of that time period. I can still recall the name. Funny, it originally was a name of a cat. Cats eat squirrels.

The picture is of a fountain, Gus Wortham Fountain in Houston. It is a large fountain and I have cropped this picture down. Each faucet looks like it is spraying wheels of water. Wes and I use to go there. We use to always make sure we had our wedding anniversary off from work. We would go out to eat lunch at a restaurant we had never been to then we would stop by the fountain and have our picture taken with the fountain.

We don't take off from work anymore on the day. It has just become just another day in the struggle to make ends meet and raise the kids. Now the girls are grown. Barb is married and living in Denver. Whit has a long-term boyfriend and they have a baby, our first grandchild and they live with us and neither one of them work. Morgan will go off to school, hopefully, if we can scrape the money together this fall.

No, this is not a doom and gloom session about the kids or about the empty nest. We will always have Whit (bipolar) and Cliff (ex-offender if he can keep out of trouble) and Jason (trying to provide him balance and stability of life). No, just talking about how we woke up today and so far it seems to be a normal one for us.