It’s been a rough couple of days…weeks, a year really, and I wasn’t necessarily looking forward to a wet, overcast Monday today. Seeing my mom on two separate occasions last week just really broke my heart. 💔 It is so hard for me to see the suffering she is going through and feeling my hands are tied. The 26th will be a year since the doctor caused her stroke. And if I were to be honest, it’s hard for me to enjoy much of anything in my own life because of it. She is always, always on my mind and in my prayers! I tried hard today to let God in, to take my heavy load, it’s a continual load, but He reminds me He is STILL here and to look for beauty where I can. It is an attitude adjustment I surely struggle with but today, right now, I choose to focus on the beauty He has given me out my rear window.
This past fall was some of the most beautiful scenery we’ve had here in Indiana for a few years. I did a lot more driving up through southern Indianapolis, Danville, Mooresville, and Plainfield due to the sad fact my mom had a stroke in October. She is fairly young and went in for a rather routine heart cath and stroked. (The odds were less than 1/2 percent.) All our lives changed that day.
I still have a hard time wrapping my head around it completely. When you see someone go from totally functional, driving, etc.. to needing help with everything and their mind just not all there…well, I still think I’m in shock. It all happened within an hour. It wasn’t a slow degredation, nor something we saw coming and could attempt to prepare ourselves for as we did with my husband’s father. He dealt with Parkinsons. It has just been a lot in such a short time with sudden adjustments.
Not only is mom dealing with a severe stroke, but they also found her heart to only be working at 25%. (According to her doctors, this heart thing could’ve been going on for years.) She had already been dealing with severe, undetermined pain for decades, along with pain from fibromyalgia. So, my poor mom has been through A LOT, and having entered that arena of severe pain, especially these last ten years myself, I am realizing just how REALLY TOUGH my mom truly is!!
Mom was over an hour away from us; first in the hospital, ICU, then went on to a rehab facility. So, I had a lot of time to drive and think. As I drove (and prayed), I thought of how much my mom would’ve loved these vibrant colors. She LOVES fall. She used to paint, and I thought she would’ve loved painting all this beautiful color!
While on the road, I positioned my camera to catch some of the fall foilage. (You may have already seen some of my IG photos.)
Driving the new I69 from Bloomington, IN up through Martinsville.
AND my YouTube channel: thentherestwo
I’m not a professional by any means but someday maybe my grandkids will see the clips along with everything the grandparents were up to. 😉
We just got back from our 30th, anniversary trip out west.
I was determined to help my husband check off some of his bucket list,✔️ all while revisiting childhood memories.
I was born and raised in California till age 11, and dad would always pack us up in the Jeep, camping as we headed east. I say “camped”, but we really roughed it.
We never stayed in a campground. ⛺️
So, I had remembered Zion as being one of my favorite, places ever.
And once again, she did not disappoint!😍
I’ve been experiencing severe back, leg and shoulder pain for almost two years now, and we almost canceled our trip.
But after some recent deaths in the family, that were SO sudden, we talked of how there is no guarantee in life, and every day is precious…and you have to grab every moment when you can.
Make the memories where you can. ❤️
I re-thought it, and just decided to try and medicate myself and try some of the “easier” trails.
This is a picture from one of them.
Just like a postcard, I tell ya.
I wouldn’t say the trails were so “easy” and boy did I pay for it once I tried to sleep, but I’m still glad we now have these memories together.
PS I will try to post more pictures of our trip when I finally get back on eastern time 😴 and my body has some time to recuperate.😜
Although, here in Indiana it’s still in the 90s.
I felt so bad for all the men working to replace our roof for the last three days! We noticed all the neighbors were getting their roofs replaced, so we had ours checked as well.
Yep, that’s what happens when you get some pretty large hail.
All the banging and mess made me think of all those in Texas and Florida, Puerto Rico, everywhere it seems…are having to totally gut their homes and rebuild; it is so sad to see everything people are going through.
And then there’s all the fires as well. (My dad used to help fight the fires in California when he was a young Marine.)
We keep praying for everyone affected by these tragedies; it must be so devastating to have to start all over. I can’t even imagine!
If anyone is looking for a place to donate, we feel confident with Samaritan’s Purse, Operation Blessing or Convoy of Hope https://www.convoyofhope.org/donate/.
I have personally worked alongside the founders of Convoy of Hope; they are good people and 100% goes to relief efforts. Many times they are first on the scene with the other organizations I just mentioned above.
When I first saw this, I thought…
well, if that doesn’t take all the fun out of FALL for A LOT of people!
Then, I thought…
a lot of my friends are going to be upset when they see how someone broke down their Pumpkin Spice Latte! HA
At this time, every year, I read all over facebook how people can’t wait for this season to roll around, just so they can go out and buy one,
or two, or three.
Thus, this poster jumped into my head.