It’s been an amazing and exhausting week following the death of my mother early Saturday morning. More about that on Daughter on Duty tomorrow. After three non-stop days with my sisters, today I went with the breath and took an adventure day. Paradise seemed a fitting destination. It doesn’t need many words, other than to say I think it’s been four decades since I was there when the snow came down to the parking lot. And that was on the Fourth of July.
Back in Morton, where the mountain road meets the highway back to civilization, I followed this truck out of town. They provide equipment to hospice patients. The tears returned, the gratitude that my mother is free. That I am free. That I didn’t have to rush home for a visit to the Manor. I stopped for tulips in Mossyrock, along with a memorial hydrangea and my mother’s geraniums for the pots under her bedroom window that have held summer geraniums as long as I can remember.
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Just gorgeous !! The Universe provides the ultimate balance . Makes me smile just thinking about it. Thanks for sharing your day.
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Yes it does.
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What beautiful weather you had…and, in my opinion, nature is the best soother of ones soul.
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It was a beautiful day. I hope your photo show is terrific. (Too bad the weather changed. I’m not going to get there to see it. 😦 )
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I understand. Last night was super fun (though I sold almost nothing). Looking forward to today (but, rain?? really??)
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Glad you got out AND trekked on the snow.
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😀
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Well done!!! Inspirational.
On Wed, Apr 25, 2018 at 8:55 PM Writing Down the Story wrote:
> Gretchen Staebler posted: “It’s been an amazing and exhausting week > following the death of my mother early Saturday morning. More about that on > Daughter on Duty tomorrow. After three non-stop days with my sisters, today > I went with the breath and took an adventure day. Paradise see” >
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