:: This Week ::

It’s not a normal week. The season of change is definitely in the air.

Driving with Corbin on Monday afternoon, I spent some time with an 83 year old man in my head 20ish minutes before he was struck and killed by a car. “Good for him for getting out of the house and going for a walk. It’s crazy how two men with many years between them are both walking down the same road. Where is he going? Is he safe?”

I passed him again as I was going home, this time his body was laying against the curb, covered in a purple blanket. I wanted nothing more than to go be with his body – to comfort him as he was laying there all alone.

Two hours later I seen a bald eagle perched in a tree on I-96. He was gorgeous! I kind of have a thing for birds of prey and this guy blew me away as he was watching humans rush around in the setting sun.

Tuesday I silently celebrated my dad’s 4 year anniversary of his triple bypass. That’s a scary surgery. We’re beyond grateful for the doctors that assisted in diagnosis and the procedure to extend his life. Every single day truly is a blessing.

Wednesday came with heavy emotions. It’s time to say goodbye to my grandpa’s farmhouse as new owners take possession. I’m certain he’s happy they have horses and will make memories with their grandchildren, but my heart aches for the memories the house holds.

On the corner of Davison and Oak roads in Davison, sits a structure that has always been Switzerland in our family; it was neutral ground. It was a safe haven for all of us. It is no more. Our family is separated by judgement and emotions. A tragedy that happens to so family families, especially after the death of matriarchs or patriarchs.

Waking up to Thursday, when, a year ago I received a phone call that grandpa was entering active dying. I needed to decide how I was going to handle death with my then 6 year old. We figured it out and suffered better than I could ever imagine. It was that suffering that lead me to a call that I’m heeding ever so carefully.

Here we are. Tuesday, October 4, 2018.

Just like every other day, my main goal is to live in the very moment. I’ll do my best to send Greyson off to school with a positive attitude and to spend the day with Corbin learning, growing and not burning the house down. After school we’re going to say goodbye to the farm and I don’t even know what that entails. But it’ll happen and you can be certain that even through giant crocodile tears, I’ll be smiling through it all 😊🚪💫