|Ronnie introduces the pigeons and chickens to Seth.|
August 6 marked the fourth anniversary of my husband's passing. In some ways it feels like it's been a long four years, and in others if feels like he was here yesterday. The night Ronnie was given the diagnosis and prognosis, we lay together in his hospital bed. He told me, "Don't spend a lot of time being sad about this. You still have a lot of life to live. Go have fun."
Shortly before Ronnie look his last earthly breath, a friend of ours, Peter Nillson, posted a link to Abba's song, "Move On." You can watch it here.
This song literally saved my sanity. The images the video maker, sssmacdann, used are as moving and as jubilant as the words to the song. The two together spoke to me in ways that I have never experienced before.
Images from "Move On".
Life is, indeed, motion -- forward. It is, in fact, the only way to go. I will forever be grateful to sssmacdann, whoever you are, for making the video and to Peter for introducing it to me.
I've never been much of a party person. I don't have much rhythm, but I love many different kinds of music and I love to watch people dance. My kids don't say it, but they think I'm boring and that I don't know how to have fun. Our interests are not the same, to say the least. Lol
"Fun" means different things to different people. To me, fun is being with people I enjoy, having heart to heart conversations about life and love, getting to know one another and myself better, growing to appreciate each other more, sharing memories of family, comparing experiences and discussing our different beliefs. I have lots of friends who make me laugh. That's always fun. I have wonderful group of writers I see once a month.
Fun, to me, is also sitting on the patio, just me and Shelbie Pie, listening to music, running my fingers through her coat that's always as soft as cotton.
|Pink and lavender sky|
It's watching the approach of storm clouds and anticipating rain!
It's watching a good movie without interruption, or watching a good movie with friends.
It's seeing my critters move about the yard. It's hearing that distinctive "peep" come from under my hen that tells me her eggs have hatched. It's getting a glimpse of one of her baby chicks sitting on her back, just like in pictures. It's finding a new cantaloupe in my garden and then a watermelon. It's watching them get bigger.
Fun, for me, is when my five year old grandson hollers "I highly approve of you!" as we turn in for the night. It's seeing his Legos creations and hearing the stories he makes up when he puts SpongeBob's head on Marge Simpson's body -- and knowing I can encourage his imagination by paying attention, showing interest, asking questions -- even when the story doesn't make sense.
Abraham says life is supposed to be fun. I believe that. I also believe we each define "fun" for ourselves. Some of us look for it, some of us don't.
My mother told me once, "You owe it to yourself and your creator to enjoy as much of this life as possible, so look for something to enjoy about everything you have to do."
Good advice. So was Ronnie's. Both pieces turned out to be a life changers for me. I am having fun.
|One of two cantaloupes -- so far.|