Happy Hour Chatter

Sometimes we need to be reminded of a few things from time to time.  Sometimes we need to confirm in our minds by saying thoughts out loud.  You know, kind of like telling your best friend that you'll be out cycling every chance you can get; in other words, accountability.   If you say it, you're throwing it out to the Universe   (Think... The Secret ) This is my recent mantra: I am Sherry, in all my messy glory. I am light, energy and love.   I will embrace today and all the curveballs thrown my way.  I will live!

In this world, the only constant is that things are always changing.  Relationships, friends, body weight, work...it doesn't matter what it is, everything changes on a daily basis. I went to the funeral of a friend yesterday.  I drove, and two of my best friends (circle of) rode with me.  We were discussing the loss of Char in our world.  Vickie stated, "when we lose someone from our life, it makes room for someone else to walk in".  She went on to elaborate on something I've believed all along.  Everyone is in our life for a purpose..either to teach us something, or us teaching them.  Sometimes people move in and out of our lives quickly, sometimes slowly or not at all (our life walkers).  Regardless, our life is in a constant state of change.  Our purpose, and purpose of those in our lives, may not be known immediately to us...but there IS a purpose.  We can either resist or fight the constant change, or we can embrace our life peopl...

I took Blaine to an appointment this morning.  While sitting in the waiting room, I engaged in conversation with several individuals: an older man from Gackle and a lady from Jud.  Good, please conversation.   I enjoyed hearing the man's view of society, prison population,  the state of ND'S population increase (future),  The lady was quiet until I started talking about the prison.  She piped right up about the inmates training dogs. That got the conversation really going! I had to laugh at a memory of my Dad and Mom.  Dad, while waiting for Mom, would stirike up conversations with people...then tell Mom about them later.  She'd always ask,  "what were their names?" And Dad would always say, "Didn't ask...but they were nice."  Used to frustrate Mom every time! I didn't ask names.  I agree Dad, they were nice.

My friend Char passed away last night.  Although it was expected and I'd said my goodbyes to her Friday night....it hit me hard.  I cried myself to sleep. Today I tried to work hard and find distraction in it...but my thoughts kept returning to her.  The funeral will be Friday at 10 am.  I will be there...for Char. And tonight I found my distraction.  Nick (trainer) stroked my ego by putting me through heavy weights, 4 drop sets of 5, 10, 10 and 20.  And told me afterwards that he can only do this workout with a few clients (of which I am). Then I did a power yoga class without meaning to.  I obviously needed to work off some emotion. By the time I got to Tip A Cop (Special Olympic Fundraiser ), I was tired but wasn't thinking about Char.  That is, until now. So now I'm going to bed and hopefully my mind will let me dream sweet and sleep long. Goodnight

Last night I said goodbye to my dear friend, Char. She's a one in a million woman.  She has made peace with the news that she is dying and put herself on hospice care.  No more medications, or curative care.  I've been to see her several times in the last 6 weeks.  Each time has been difficult and very emotional.  Last night was by far the worst.  When I gave her my final hug goodbye, she whispered "I'll tell your parents they did good with you"  and "I'll be there for you". I lost it.  I couldn't speak, and am not entirely sure how I walked out of the room on my own. Char, you truly are Light.  I pray for a peaceful passage to your next life journey.  Godspeed my friend.

I felt like I was sucker punched today. A month ago a niece on the Schutt side texted me asking if she could have the quilt that was on (Grandma) Ella's bed.  I, of course, said "yes". Unfortunately I hadn't gotten around to mailing it yet. Today I received a text message from the sister (of niece) asking me to please send the quilt. Adding that I don't know how close they were to Ella and why would I withhold the quilt.  Both girls ubfriended me from Facebook and left the Schutt Family page. I was speechless. I've bent over backwards to keep in touch with all of the nieces and nephews ..and this is what I get? I'm hurt.

A neighbor of mine, Carol, remarried last evening.  She was widowed a few years ago.  The man, Jim, she married last night lost his wife due to cancer....also a few years ago, ironically within a week of Carols husband. Now here's the rest of the story. Carol and Jim were high school sweethearts.  They went their separate ways, married others and raised families. As Carol said to me last night, "It's a God thing, we were destined to be together". Destiny brought two hearts back together. #Destiny

Today was my birthday. I turned 53.  And today I lived life in all of it's messy glory. Faith in what was, what is and what will be. Today, I lived.

The long weekend has totally been one of relaxation.  I can't say that I've done anything strenuous at all, and that's a good thing. I was able to go out and do some bike riding yesterday and today.   Today was a bit on the chilly side, but that's ok. The changing of the seasons is happening.  The air is crisp and cool, the leaves are turning colors and it's the time of year where we start to downshift from the warp-speed summer months. With that downshifting comes the shorter days.    Last winter, S.A.D (Seasonal Affective Disorder) kicked my ass....big time.   It took me down hard.   I was talking with my best friend to day and was reminded that I need to be proactive in my handling of this seasonal depression.   And yes...You TOLD ME SO!  :) I need to take more Vitamin D, I need to be on top of my iron levels, drink more water, get more rest, schedule more "me time" and not schedule myself in to exhausti...

I listen to the news and my heart breaks for the families of murdered law enforcement personnel.  Yesterday, I wore Blue in support of the fallen men and women of Law Enforcement that have lost their lives due to senseless acts of violence.  This is in retaliation to police brutality I suppose....at least that's how the people doing the senseless acts are justifying it.  I say it's bullshit.   It takes guts and courage to report to duty dressed in uniform.  Corrections Officers, Police and Sheriff, BCI, FBI, etc.... all put their lives on the line to keep the public safe.  And this is their repayment?   Gratitude? No.  It's senseless, it's brutal and totally uncalled for. To my law enforcement brothers and sisters...keep the faith.  What you do DOES make a difference - to 99.9% of the population.  To those .01% - go crawl in a hole and stay there!

As usual, I couldn't sleep last night.  Woke up at 3 am and my mind started thinking; I wonder who else is awake right now and wishes they could fall back asleep. What am I going to wear to work. I wonder if it's clean What movies are playing in town Sure hope Wendy has a good shift at work Hope my friend is enjoying their time in Medora What am I gonna do this weekend Have to remember to put up sign on studio door Remember to wish Valerie a happy birthday Remember to send Char and Chris healing energy I should take an ICAP dog out today I need to practice new ICAP commands It gets worse.  But not enough room to go on.  Oh this crazy mind of mine! :)