Thursday, July 30, 2020

Life as we know it will never be the same again. We will have to find a new way to relate to strangers and even a new way to love our loved ones. Masks are the word of the day. Politics is something people argue over. Sadness hangs over our country like a dark cloud.

I predict that things will change drastically after the November elections. Mark my word. Things will change.

As for me, I am moving along to a new chapter in my life. I am awaiting approval for financing on a manufactured home in a 55 and over community. I'm excited and even a mask can't keep me from smiling.

Saturday, May 16, 2020

Slowly but surely restrictions are being lifted in some counties. Not the county I live it unfortunately. Everyday there is a new argument on Nextdoor or Facebook about wearing masks. There are complaints about which grocery stores are enforcing social distancing and requiring face masks. Today I was reading about small businesses that are opening in spite of the requirement to stay closed. People are afraid of not being able to provide for their families or losing their livelihood altogether. It is very sad. This too shall end. Nothing lasts forever.

Thursday, April 9, 2020

I live in a very small apartment complex, with each front door only a few feet from the next front door. I was always a little disappointed that the neighbors were not more "neighborly". Now, I suppose, that is a good thing. We don't have trouble social distancing.

On the other hand, I've noticed a desire to connect that I didn't expect. My upstairs neighbor made washable face masks for me, my son and daughter and two grandsons. She left them on my front porch and texted me that they were there. She has also texted me that the Dollar Tree had a supply of toilet paper and would give me some if I can't get out.

A new resident noticed that I walk two little pug dogs three times a day. She has a 17 year old pug mix that is beyond cute. She will speak to  me as she passes on her daily walks and I have been able to scratch her little dog under the chin at the end of his leash.

My son, (51) who is bored beyond tears, goes out and sits in his little pickup everyday and just watches the activity in the complex. A couple of tenants, who are temporarily out of work right now, have stopped to talk to him when they notice he is sitting there.

I took my son to his credit union last week and there was a line halfway around the building. When one person came out, they let one person in. As they waited patiently in line, six feet from each other, they all began to converse with the person right in front or behind them. My son and the man in front of him both said it was curious, but they had enjoyed more conversations with people since they were six feet apart than they did pre-virus when they were all bunched up in a group waiting to be waited on in grocery store lines or at banks.

This is the new normal now. I wonder if things will go back to the way they were when this virus is under control or if some things will have changed forever.

Have a safe and well Thursday. Another week is almost over. My heart and prayers go out for those who have lost loved ones or are separated from them as they struggle to stay alive. It is spring now and the whole world is full of new life.

Blessings, Sandra

Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Hi, It's been a very long time since I posted, but these are very scary times we are living in right now. I just want to encourage everyone that this too shall pass. Nothing lasts forever except eternity. Please be brave and stay home if it's at all possible. Be thankful to the people who are on the front lines. Don't forget to pray.

This is true, even if it is a virtual coffee. Blessings, Sandra

Sunday, October 14, 2018

 This is Phoebe. She is my little heart. I lost her last month. I have not been able to talk about it, because I am still raw with emotion and I leak every time I mention her name. Like now :-( She was my best friend for 13 wonderful years. Even when she couldn't use her back legs anymore and learned to use a little red wheelchair, she never complained or whined. Even when I had to squeeze her little bladder to help her pee she never complained. Every time I picked her up she leaned her soft little head against my chest so I could kiss the top of her sweet head. She listened to my secrets, sniffed my tears, begged for bites of whatever I was eating (in true puggy style). She let me clean her puggy wrinkles and brush her thick shedding fur and put drops in her little ears. She wanted nothing more than to be with me, near me. She lost her voice in the last year, so when she barked nothing came out. She loved to watch animal planet and barked silently the whole time when animals came on the screen. She gave me 13 years of wonderful, loving and happy memories. I love her so much. This post if for my sweet little Phoebe.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Phoebe and I are looking forward to a blessed Christmas season. Thanksgiving was so full of thankfulness that it's spilling over into Christmas. Sadly my sister, Danna and I had to say good bye to our mom this month. She graduated too glory and is now enjoying the company of our Lord and many loved ones who went before her. Losing a loved one makes you hold those still with you all the closer. We are wishing you a blessed Christmas; a time of relaxing, regrouping and rejoicing. Merry Christmas everyone. Thank you for visiting my blog. Sandra

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Oregon Is An Inferno!!

It feels like all of Oregon is on fire right now. In this breathtaking photo by Brad Hutchison you can see the growing Eagle Creek Fire.

The news reported that this fire has jumped the Columbia River from Oregon to Washington. It is also threatening the historic Multnomah Falls Lodge as shown in this photo below by KATU's Jason Nguyen.

Early reports are that the fire was started by teenagers playing with fireworks. My goodness, what is the thought process there? There are thousands of acres burning; homes destroyed, families displaced, wildlife snuffed out, pets lost, thousands upon thousands of dollars in damage. What will money do? Will it give back the forests or the homes? Will it give back the security of the families who lived there? Will it resurrect the lives lost?

This is not the only fire in Oregon right now. There are many fires burning and many, many men and women putting their lives on the line to put them out. The images on the Internet are stunning and heartbreaking at the same time. It's hard to see the stories on the news and see the pictures and hear the heartache and tears and even gratefulness of the people who are in the middle of it all.

Washington above us and California below us and even Canada are also fighting wildfires this summer. I went outside with my morning coffee this morning and my chairs and my car were covered with ash. It was a reminder of conditions when Mt. St. Helens blew her top. The state was covered with ash then also.

This link will show you a time lapse of the Eagle Creek Fire.

In the midst of all the chaos and evacuations and firefighting and tremendous loss, there are people helping people. There are acts of heroism and sacrifice. Don't watch the news without a box of tissue. 

At 6 PM on September 5, 2017 the Eagle Creek fire is zero percent contained. Please pray for the victims of these devastating fires and for the teenagers who may be responsible for the Eagle Creek Fire.