A tiring day... in lots of ways
As you know, I went up onto Dad's mountain today. As I drove up, I watched a red tailed hawk leap from its perch and soar across the valley and it made me smile. I thought about how Dad's spirit is now as free as that hawk. He is no longer shackled with a mortal body that won't listen to his commands, that revolts and does or doesn't as it wishes. I drove to his final resting place and smiled as the sun washed over the valley below. I thought of my father walking those woods as a young man. I am now the age my father was when I was born. It's a sobering thought. Dad was married with a seven year old daughter and a newborn son at my age. As I sat there and talked to him in the chilly afternoon sun, the wind gushed up over the side of the mountain and engulfed me. I was surrounded by the arms of this invisible force and it made me smile. Before I left, a raven flew overhead repeating it's mournful cry. It echoed through the mountain pass and again I smiled as I remembered that every sorrow, with time, fades and the joys are left forever.
I had to work this afternoon/evening. I went in two until eleven. That place is a madhouse already. I spent the first two hours of my shift filling t.v.s and reworking displays. The rest of the night was just stocking and helping customers. It's insane already and only gonna get worse.
The bright spot? Jill came to have supper with me. *grins* It's her weekend off and normally we'd spend TONS of time together. Well... she worked last night so I told her to get some rest today... I kinda wanted to go see Dad by myself anyway. Since I worked 2-11 getting together tonight wouldn't have been too bad but she has a class early tomorrow morn... and I work 2-11 again tomorrow night so... Just gotta work out what we can. She was so sweet to me tonight. She asked about me going to the mountain and listened to what I said but never pushed me or made me feel like I had to answer anything. When I quit talking about things... she just eased the conversation onto something else. *smiles* I am amazed by how much she cares and by how sensitive she is to how I feel. I love you, Jill!!!
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