Nature

It is Saturday again.  Saturday mornings are my time.  My time to wander in my mind or wander in the fields.  Whatever I want to do. 

I am looking forward to tomorrow.  It is Easter.  It brings hope from the ashes. 

And that is what I am feeling this morning.  It is still cold here.  Frost is on the ground this morning.  But Spring has come.  Tulips are getting ready to bloom.  The small green shoots are out.  The plum trees are done blooming.  There are birds at my feeder who I have not seen before.  My guess is that they are done visiting relatives in the sunny spots and have come home to see what is up here. 

And finally the dogs are playing.  Ok, so the dogs play all the time.  But there is a newness to their play.  Even Gabby, the oldest of the bunch is running around.  Ok, so most of the time she is telling the younger dogs to settle down a bit, but she is spunky and showing her color. 

Belle is definitely in love with Sampson.  He understands her.  It was sweet to see him playing with her this morning.  He is so big and he is gentle with her. 

This is also a time for mourning for me.  My friend at work's son has taken a turn for the worse.  He is 25 and he has been fighting cancer for a very long time.  Last year he was told he has leukemia.  It was in remission (he had fought it into sumbission) for a while, but now it is back.  On top of that, he has a bacterial infection throughout his body.  My friend has been so strong.  But she is not ready to let go.  It is so hard to see. 

And my friend from my childhood's mother passed away last week.  She was just one of those women who could make a room light up just by being in it.  She was always good for a hug as well.  She was part of my church family as I was growing up.  She supported me by just caring for me as I was.  She didn't have girls, so I always felt like she was extra interested in the girlie stuff that I had to share with her.  I know she has a job now for the Lord.  But I wish for her family's sake that she could have stayed around a bit longer. 

And then, I come back to where I am and remember the love my husband has for me.  He cleaned the kitchen from top to bottom yesterday while I was at work.  No small feat after the busy week we have had.  And I listen to the meowing of my sweet cat Yodalina trying to get my attention.  A couple of my sisters are getting together for a small dinner to celebrate mine and my Mom's birthdays before Easter celebrations start.  And I remember that I am blessed in so many ways.