Life is moving forward here in Estes Park. Notice I said Estes Park. On the first of September, I moved into a rented condo here, sold preschool and for the time being I am pretending to be retired. In the last week or two, I have actually had time to catch my breath. Sounds good, but it also means I have time to think and that can often lead to boo hoos as the girls and I call it. After which I blow my nose, wipe my eyes and continue on. I keep reminding myself that I have too many things to be thankful for and feeling sorry for myself is not a good response to grace.
After thirty years of living in the woods a.k.a. Highlands Camp, I am learning how to live with people in a close neighborhood. That includes developing a thick skin when the rule keeper in the neighborhood complains weekly that my visitors are parking in the wrong area. The grocery store, bank and library are only a few miles away and I can even ride my bike if I feel like it. I actually have the time to explore EP, when before I just wanted to get back up the mountain as quick as I could.
All in all, I am doing okay. I look forward to going to Honduras the first of the year and I'm thinking about a trip to California to see my Dad in the near future. The girls and I (with the support of the boys) keep each other grounded and Skyping with the Honduras family keeps a smile on my face (how can you be sad when you hear a little boy yelling, "Nana!" at you through the computer? They have been terrific through all this and I couldn't do it without them.
After thirty years of living in the woods a.k.a. Highlands Camp, I am learning how to live with people in a close neighborhood. That includes developing a thick skin when the rule keeper in the neighborhood complains weekly that my visitors are parking in the wrong area. The grocery store, bank and library are only a few miles away and I can even ride my bike if I feel like it. I actually have the time to explore EP, when before I just wanted to get back up the mountain as quick as I could.
All in all, I am doing okay. I look forward to going to Honduras the first of the year and I'm thinking about a trip to California to see my Dad in the near future. The girls and I (with the support of the boys) keep each other grounded and Skyping with the Honduras family keeps a smile on my face (how can you be sad when you hear a little boy yelling, "Nana!" at you through the computer? They have been terrific through all this and I couldn't do it without them.
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Sue, I am glad you posted on your blog. It was good to see you today. Please call me if you want to hike or just go have coffee.
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