Trying to Bee Thankful & Cheerful, Let’s Bee Walkers And Not Fallers, Plus Fall!

My last post. *sigh* Still feeling forlorn. I wrote it when I was more angry than sad, if that makes any sense. Knowing and loving someone before they’re born, you feel it in your core. I’m beside myself.


The Coach and I traveled to GA with our two favorite four legged misfits.

I accidentally tried to kill Callie with a long walk the other day. It was only 25 minutes, but man, the HILLS. She was stumbling and falling; her back legs were giving out and her front legs were also quitting on her on our way back home. I would have called the Coach to come pick us up, but he left to run an errand. I apologized to her 27 times and said ‘we’re almost home’ about 36 times on our way back. Once home, she proceeded to sleep for 2 hours straight and I vowed to never take her that far again. As youthful as she might appear, 14 for a big dog means she’s a bonafide senior citizen.

Guess what is still hanging! Our version of the Hanging Chad; that stubborn, stubborn broken branch.

We were about a week too late for peak fall color, but it’s still lovely.

Where there’s a will, there’s a way.

I never had a short dog until Lillie. Even though Callie’s bowl is tall, she manages to get her head in there to see if her elderly friend missed a kibble or two.

The weather has been mostly pleasant, but cold because you know, it’s WINTER. Which is different than our typical Florida weather.

I’m a fan of enjoying my cup of coffee as close to the fire in the morning as possible, well, that is unless *someone* brings it to me in bed which is my most favorite thing ever. I really think we need a screen of some sort though. {it’s gas and those are fake logs, but not as annoying as the old fake doors}

A few days after we found out about losing Kelly, Linds asked me how I was feeling. Me: Still sad. But she pointed out that at least since I was in the mountains, it was a good place to be sad.

She’s correct.

Speaking of Linds, she had her phone swiped while out with two of her girlfriends last weekend. She felt horrible and kind of dumb for letting it happen, but it turns out that three people had their phone swiped from the same location. How crappy is that?The good news is that she survived without a communication device for four days. For a Millennial, I think that’s the equivalent to Tom Hanks in Castaway. Right?

I hope all my friends who read this are doing well; thank you for your good thoughts.

XOXO

24 thoughts on “Trying to Bee Thankful & Cheerful, Let’s Bee Walkers And Not Fallers, Plus Fall!

  1. The Widow Badass

    Dear Suz,

    It’s OK to still be sad, mad, and all the other feels. Take all the time you need.

    On another note, I am not a millenial but I too would feel Tom Hank-ish if my Wilson…er…phone was swiped -very apt analogy, there!

    Hugs,

    Deb

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  2. Anger is one of the stages of grief, so understandable. A devastating loss for sure.

    Poor Callie. A few days ago, minutes after I left for a walk with Finn, my non-dog, it started to rain. I was wearing my rain coat because it had been drizzling. This was a serious rain. Finn kept looking up at me like SERIOUSLY? WE’RE STILL DOING THIS 4.5 MILE WALK? I read dog minds, it turns out. Allergies and dog cluelessness be damned. We were quite wet by the time we got home.

    I sure hope resourceful little Lillie is rewarded with a few bites of kibble for her efforts. That sure is a pretty view. My Christmas wish (several years now, so might be time to give up) is to install a switch to flip and get an instant fire in the fireplace. I’d probably never leave the family room though, so that might not work out great.

    Bummer about Linds’ phone. Four days phoneless – that must be a record.

    Enjoy your weekend.

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    1. You need a raincoat and boots for your NON-dog, dog.
      Lillie is often rewarded in/on her kibble hunt. 🙂

      Our fireplace has a remote control; probably one of the coolest things ever and I hope you get one soon!

      You have a good weekend too.

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  3. So very sorry for your loss. Grief is a process and we must never ignore the steps required to heal. Cry. Scream. Rant on a blog… it’s all cathartic, and quite necessary. Breathe deep of that beautiful mountain air and know that his spirit lives on in memory.
    💕

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  4. Sometimes I find it’s difficult to balance feelings of despair with feelings of gratitude for what you have. There’s nothing wrong with either type of feeling, but finding an equilibrium between the two takes time. Give yourself the gift of taking time to find your balance.

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  5. It’s so sad about your friend’s son. My cousin committed suicide a few years ago and of course it devastated his family. How awful it must feel if that seems to be the only answer to your problems. I’ve left my phone home several times and you do feel sort of cut off from the world. I love your fireplace!

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  6. Bijoux

    I’m sorry for the loss of your friend’s child. That is just devastating. I don’t think there’s anything worse than losing a child, no matter the circumstances.

    That hanging branch would be driving me bonkers. And there are no doors on your fireplace? Do you leave the pilot light on in there? Just curious. We leave ours on year round because when we had it redone a few years ago, they recommended that.

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    1. Yes, no doors. I think there were the ‘hanging’ kind of screens there, but when they listed the house they moved them to the storage area downstairs. Yes, the pilot light stays on all the time and then it’s a remote button that turns it on. Easy peasy.

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  7. What a terrible loss, and for everyone. I’m very sorry.

    I hope your getaway to GA was comforting and settling. It’s such a lovely area, and Nature can be so rejuvenating.

    That branch will be there through winter unless you get an ice storm. Look for it all through spring. You may want to give it a name and include it on your Christmas cards.

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  8. nicoleboyhouse

    Barkley is 13 1/2 and our walks are super slow, flat, and take a longgggg time. I totally understand!

    I’m so sorry about your friend’s son. What a heartbreaking situation.

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  9. bibliomama2

    Oh my goodness, I am so incredibly sorry. Losing a child, and by suicide, is one of the most devastating things I can imagine. I wish you all the comfort and healing that is possible (and I think mountains are good for that on both counts).
    My dad used to bring my mother coffee in bed every morning and it’s one of the loveliest things. It makes me wish I drank coffee, because my husband would absolutely do it for me.

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