tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7898131035789492902023-11-15T23:16:39.181-08:00Three BCs and .....Sequim, Washington gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.comBlogger1275125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-37285944974703632302020-01-14T16:27:00.000-08:002020-01-14T17:34:57.346-08:00Seventy, who's counting.....I am!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Oh My Gosh, I'm having a birthday January 19th. I am turning 70. Pretty darn special if you ask me (even special if you didn't ask me) I have been in remission from cancer for over 10 years.<br />
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Today I was practicing 'gratitude' by reading through my cancer journal. Yes, the BIG "C" diary. That would be in the butt, Bob. I had T 2-3 anal cancer which had spread into the lymph system.<br />
Scary? You are darn tooting. (No play on words there...hahahaha) <br />
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I kept every card, photo, email, letter, etc. from friends, family, co-workers, and acquaintances. All were an inspiration to help me get through surgery, chemo, and radiation. And, the days following treatment. Plus, I can't forget my dogs. They were a large part of my healing and wanting to survive.<br />
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Huge thanks to Jeanne Boudrieau (nurse extroidinaire) who actually flew from Seattle to LA to go to my oncologist's initial visit. When you have been diagnosed with cancer, you don't hear much that the doctor is saying. It becomes all 'white noise' because you are thinking about dying, not living.<br />
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My co-workers and Doctors that I worked with were unbelievably supportive. I received cards, gifts, and words of inspiration. My co-workers even gave up vacation time, so I would have additional money for the traveling expenses and so forth. I have never forgotten, nor will I ever forget.<br />
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Jeanne was there as an anchor and so was my lifetime spiritual girlfriend, Carolyn, from New York. I received emails and calls almost daily from those ladies. And, My son, Dustin, flew from Washington to LA to help me through the last of radiation. My granddaughter helped me through Chemo.<br />
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My brother was my shining light. He has the gift of gab along with a sentimentality few ever possess. His sense of humor is surpassed by none. He told me he would be standing spiritually by my side through every treatment. He sent me a photo of my Collie (the lassie type) lying under a beautiful 3 trunked Oak tree with the words, "I've enclosed a place for you to visit, when you need a place to rest." I carry that resting spot in my heart, to this day.<br />
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So that was my journey, the reader's digest version. I am thankful to be in a good spot today. No, I'm still not officially divorced. Why you ask? It's been several years. Truly, I don't know. It's okay, thus far, we are over a 1000 miles apart, which is a good thing.<br />
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Ken and his dogs came into my life just when I was searching for some KARMA. Funny, how that worked out. Even our dogs love each other. With 6 you get Eggroll (6 dogs) or just a lot of MUD in the house. Unconditional LOVE times SIX!!!! It's wonderful to have a partner to SHARE mutual interests. Ken keeps his home (RV) at the marina when he is not on the back side of Happy Valley with me.<br />
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If there is a message in this note, it's the never ending message of GRATITUDE. When you arise in the morning (especially after that first cup of coffee) give gratitude for the life you have had in the past, your life today, and the life in front of you. <br />
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I have always said, "I did the best I could do at the time and when I knew better I did better."<br />
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Trouble will be missed. An aggressive oral cancer was the culprit. Just shy of 16 years of age, Trouble was the best JRT I could have asked for. Wayne called her the great "co-ercer." She always got what she wanted. She one up'ed the Border Collies all of the time. She was a Master agility dog in USDAA. She was an exceptional trick dog. Jet (BC) and Xena (Lab) were her buddies.<br />
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The Border Collies keep forgetting to tell me it's time for their nightly whip cream. Trouble would never let that happen! She would start pacing around the living room at 7:30 PM and then stand in the kitchen at 8 PM waiting. A wonderful Vet came to the house to help her over the rainbow bridge. Trouble was having her whip cream as she left this world. I told Trouble to wait for me with Xena and Jet when I take my last breath. I know they will.....gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-40145001847066583902018-02-05T16:17:00.001-08:002018-02-07T12:42:24.162-08:00The Gathering<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The funny thing is all of our tall tales are the truth. It's a wonder that we all aren't in jail or dead.</div>
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It's hard to believe it is already February! Lots of wet and grey days these last 3-4 weeks. I'm looking forward to seeing some sun. Good thing that the temps have been moderate in the 40s.</div>
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Ken and I have been playing lots of board games and cards to get us through the ugly weather. We took a wet day trip to Neah Bay the other day. We came across an elk herd passing in front of my RV. A guardian dog was chasing them hahaha (Made for good pics)</div>
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But, right now, most importantly is that Trouble has been diagnosed with oral cancer. She will be 16 in May. Her tumor has doubled in size in a couple of weeks. It's an aggressive cancer which does not respond well to treatment. So, I will try to keep her as comfortable as possible until it is her time. I intend to bury her in Jet's grave with him. They were pals.</div>
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Trouble with 16 yr. old Simon. She gets lots of love from us and from our dogs. I always felt she would outlive me :0( Damn cancer.</div>
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Valentine's Day last year I received a dozen red roses from Wayne. Then, 3 weeks later he asked for a divorce. It's hard to erase that from my memory. Ugh.</div>
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No court date has been set as of yet. So, I still have all of that CRAP coming up. I'd sure like it to be all over. </div>
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But, thankfully for me, Ken is in my life now. We laugh and laugh and laugh. Plus, he tells me I am amazing and beautiful every day. The good Lord looked down on me when we we found each other.</div>
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It's like 'dog central' around here, hahaha. But, it's a happy home.</div>
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Happy Valentine's Day to all of you. Open your heart and do something nice for someone :0)</div>
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My heart was broken. I wasn't sure if I could trust again yet give my heart to another person.</div>
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Karma is a funny thing. I have met a man who loves me as much as I love him. We wish we had met each other 40 years ago. We are happy that we met each other now. We will live in the present. </div>
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Ken is my soulmate. I have no doubts. We cuddle, we snuggle, we dance, we shed tears, and we laugh until it hurts. We have seen each other at our worst and our love continues to grow stronger with each passing day.</div>
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We share. We share our sorrows, we share our dogs, we share our love for nature and photography. I have a lover that is my very best friend.</div>
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We talk. We talk from our hearts. This has been something missing from my life for so many years. We talk openly and honestly, about past relationships and about the present, and the future. We know we are growing older and our bodies will fail us at times. It's all part of life.</div>
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We are there for each other. We cuddle and kiss listening to music for hours. We dance cheek to cheek. He is so sensitive to my needs. He is so nurturing. He is so loving. He is so attentive. </div>
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What is really crazy is that we are like two peas in a pod. We both are very active. Ken has been a windsurfer and downhill skier for many years. He does agility with his dogs. He is a photographer.</div>
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He used to raise horses. He has his Masters in Business Administration and I have my Masters in Nursing. He has 2 Border Collies and an old Italian Greyhound. I have 3 Border Collies and an old JRT. We like many of the same foods, movies, games, etc.</div>
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The only real difference is that he is Canadian. He was born in Alberta. I was born in New York. <br />
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I don't think either of us want to marry again. I'm not sure I even believe in marriage anymore after living with a man who hurt me over and over again while I gave him everything I had. But, most definitely after my divorce I will make a living trust. Love doesn't need a marriage contract.</div>
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All I know is that I thank God for bringing us together. I asked the universe for a companion to come into my life. My request was answered. A tall, humble, compassionate man entered my life. Now I find myself blessed and blissfully happy. I know my parents are smiling down on me from Heaven. I'm a Capricorn; things always come late to me in life. I'm just glad I have lived long enough to be able to feel what love is really like. <br />
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The dogs and I are still upright. None of us are without our problems, but I think I can speak for all of us, we are enjoying life, just the same. <br />
The rainy season is upon us. Hence; the 'minion' mushroom family on my walkway.<br />
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Shaggy Mane mushrooms (the devil made me do it)</div>
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ECO-THERAPY<br />
You ask, what the heck is that? It's what all physicians should be prescribing. Get OUTSIDE for at least 30 min. a day X 5 days a week. Anxious? Depressed? Prescribing drugs usually is not the answer. Eco-therapy is. I find when I am walking miles with my furry friends, I smile the WHOLE time. Someone would have a hard time wiping the grin off my face. <br />
Need an attitude adjustment? Eco-therapy could be your answer. It clears your mind and you will sleep better. Plus, I meet the nicest people on my walks. Even if I walk the same path over and over, I still find things I hadn't seen before. My sled team pulls me along at a pretty fast clip.<br />
I carry cookies when we see bicyclers, people, dogs, etc. Everybody remarks how well behaved my dogs are, and for the most part they are right.<br />
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We had two early snows in November. Of course, sledding was foremost in my mind. I actually had someone to go sledding with this year. I have met a gentleman friend that makes me laugh. He has Border Collies and an Italian Greyhound. He is a photographer and is as active as I am. He lives close by. His name is Ken. We like a lot of the same things. It is so nice to have a companion who is kind and funny during a very lonely time for me going through the divorce.</div>
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I am still volunteering at the Chamber of Commerce Visitor Center. I am also volunteering once or twice a month at the Free Medical Clinic in Sequim. I still meet up with my crazy and fun friends in the breakfast club. It keeps me connected with very caring people. It makes me appreciate what I have. It makes me want to give back to my community. </div>
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After 35 years of marriage, now in the throes of divorce, I know I will never remarry. The hurt was just too much. That doesn't mean I won't let companionship into my life. I'm a very social person. I try not to be remorseful. People do what they need to do, I guess. Hurting others is not in MY book of life.</div>
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I am now looking forward to Christmas. I love the holidays. My son will be coming up for Christmas. I am very much looking forward to seeing him and Maxine.</div>
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-79209139788055810362017-06-14T11:20:00.000-07:002017-06-14T11:20:03.241-07:00FriendsOh, lucky me to be so fortunate to have so many "close" friends. What a wonderful time I had with Mel and Dr. Pam on Vashon Island. The first B and B had a spectacular view of the water and beach access. But, it was concrete, old wood, and metal inside. It lacked any sort of comfiness. The blankets, pillows, etc. were scratchy and starched. Everything in the AirBNB was cheaply done without thought for comfort.<br />
The one night Air BNB we spent in the forest, was immaculately decorated for comfort, convenience and relaxation. Plus, our host made us raspberry scones because she knew we were getting up early for a handlers meeting. Walking trails were close by. It was lovely. (And, less expensive) Hard to tell what you are getting when you are looking on line. Always a surprise, sometimes pleasant, sometimes, not so pleasant.<br />
But, I always know what I am getting in the way of FRIENDSHIP. Good times prevailed. We laughed long and hard, we ate well, and we visited as fast as we could talk. This was Dr. Pam's first open field trial with Fly. They got to the top and back to the post all 3 times. Champ got around a couple of times, but sloppily with no stops until close to me at the post.<br />
There is always a bit of a let down when my guests leave, but now I will look forward to my brother arriving over what would have been our Pop's 100th birthday on July 1st. Here's to you Dad!<br />
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Hurricane Ridge with Yoko and half sister, Fly<br />
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Moi on the Ridge<br />
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Kilt on the right with some of her kids<br />
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Champ on the cross drive<br />
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Being silly, Mel and Pam<br />
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Pam getting ready to run with a couple of shots of gin, LOL<br />
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Lake Crescent Sister and brother, Fly and Champ<br />
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Fly convincing a black faced sheep to get moving with the rest of the group<br />
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Girl bagpipers at the Vashon lunch break<br />
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Champ visiting Carolynn Harwell's lambs in Enumclaw<br />
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Vashon island Sheepdog Classic, one of my top favorite trials<br />
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gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-71720330206023421182017-05-31T11:23:00.001-07:002017-05-31T11:23:18.590-07:00Serendipity<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/xyWNwm_XpJg" width="480"></iframe><br />
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An aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident.<br />
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I believe that sums up my life, certainly it has become more clearly apparent after moving to Sequim.<br />
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I more often than not appear to be in the right place at the right time. Is that my woman's intuition or is that fate? One thing I have learned is to listen to my inner voice.<br />
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Can I control my destiny? I'm not sure about that. I did make the right move to Sequim. I knew where I would be moving to for over 20 years.<br />
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I know I cannot control how other people feel or their level of commitment. If I would trust my gut a bit more I wouldn't end up hurt. It pays to listen to your inner voice. I have found that it is usually correct. It has taken me almost my whole life to trust that voice :)<br />
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I make friends easily and I cherish dear friendships, whether just chance meetings or lifelong friendships. I have a few long time boyfriends, but most of my friends are women. I find that I am being introduced to quite a few female partnerships of late.<br />
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What do I make of that? If someone brings you happiness, I'm all for it. Yes, there is always the chance of being hurt, but love and companionship are worth taking the risk. I feel women are more honest and open. Not all, but most.<br />
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Where am I going with this? I'm not sure. But, I want to let those special women and men in my life know how much their 'caring' has meant to me, especially with the pending divorce. Heartbreak is heartbreak. We have all been there. Those that have taken the time to call or privately message me, or have sent cards, I want you to know I appreciate you.<br />
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Thank-you.<br />
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"It is all up to us. We are the ones who have to keep looking at our thoughts, looking for the nature of our mind. There is nobody else in control of our lives, our experiences, our freedom or our bondage."<br />
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-45615395900799572232017-05-18T13:01:00.000-07:002017-05-18T13:12:18.978-07:00Letting GoA friend sent me some thoughts on "letting go..."<br />
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I have forgiven myself for being dense about my relationship that spanned almost 4 decades. Dense as in playing the nursing role of the savior without regard for MY feelings.<br />
I have forgiven my husband. <br />
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Denial Anger Bargaining Depression and Acceptance<br />
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I think I can honestly say I'm through the first 3 steps. I'm somewhere in between depression and acceptance. It's hard to "accept" when you are in the throes of a divorce. <br />
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I will be able to truly "Let Go" when all of this courtroom crap is over. So forgive me, I'm a blogger. I journal. It makes me feel better and hopefully, it will help someone else along the way.<br />
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I take good care of myself. I manage my health and my dogs the best as I can. And, I'm still darn happy to wake up every morning in this wonderful place where I live.<br />
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-18155932086418170512017-05-08T09:01:00.001-07:002017-05-08T09:01:41.631-07:00Round oneOkay, the Friday hearing was rather painless. The judge awarded me temporary maintenance support (That's what they call alimony in Washington state).<br />
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Round two will not be that painless. We BOTH have to appear in a settlement conference with a judge and our attorney's present. If we can't come to a mutual agreement, we will have to pay beaucoup bucks to have a judge in Superior court make the decisions. <br />
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This too shall pass, just not soon enough.<br />
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Several days after coming home I hear a very large yelp and saw Yoko hobbling on 3 legs. I carried her to the house, immediately thinking "cruciate tear." I have never had a dog with one, but I know it is something we all worry about. Yoko runs down the hill in the wet grass and spins eyeing up her brother. Ugh.<br />
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I made her an appointment at Seattle Specialists at the end of the month and will be taking her to an equine/canine rehab specialist tomorrow. Yoko isn't allowed to play with her brother. She has to go out and do her business with Trouble. Sad, sad Yoko. She is not limping, but appears 'unstable.' I just can't pinpoint it and I'm not trained enough in 'drawer signs' to palpate her knee. One moment I think one or both knees are gone and in another moment I think it is lumbar sacral disc. The rehab specialist will go over her with a fine tooth comb and make suggestions for cold laser, swimming, etc.<br />
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At least she doesn't appear in pain while being quiet in the house. I re-enrolled her in 6 weeks of nosework to keep her mentally challenged. She most definitely is not happy with the decrease of her meals to go along with her rest. Yoko is my food hound. I'm trying to give her more pumpkin while throwing in some vegas for her to make up the difference.<br />
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Vashon is coming up and I haven't had much time to work Champ. When I last looked he was still number 5 on the wait list. There just has been too much to do here with the grass knee high and time for weeding and other types of business.<br />
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My handyman who sometimes works here is too busy this season to help me out much with odd jobs and yard work. So.....I'm on my own. I thought by May Wayne would be here. Way wrong there Corrigan. So, I will do the best i can do. That's all I can....<br />
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Between dogs, me, volunteer duties, jury duty coming up along with this week being the Irrigation Festival, I'm busier than I would like to be! May wishes my grandson a Happy Birthday, plus it's Trouble's 15th birthday and the 2 year marker of the passing of Jet.<br />
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Enjoy your Spring. I certainly am enjoying the slightly warmer weather and a few days here and there without rain. Make contentment your criterion of prosperity.<br />
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-47705691576658494782017-04-29T11:21:00.001-07:002017-04-29T11:21:10.211-07:00Thank-youThank-you to everyone for making my trip such a wonderful adventure: to my Oregon friends and son, to my Northern California friends, and to my Northern Nevada friends, it all was perfect. And, it was nice to see so many of my So Cal friends at the Northern Nevada Sheepdog trial.<br />
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My van ran without a hitch (Yea), and my dogs traveled well. I saw some beautiful sights and shared many good times. It was the perfect trip to take my mind off of the upcoming divorce.<br />
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I came home a few days early because I knew there would be a Chamber of Commerce luncheon and a free clinic dinner at the marina a couple of days apart that I didn't want to miss.<br />
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Cinco de Mayo is "D" day (first court hearing). Normally, I would be giving my annual Kentucky Derby party the first Saturday in May, but I will have to postpone it until next year. I'm not too sure what happens at the first court hearing. I know Wayne and I don't have to show up. It's all being handled by the attorney's and the judge. My attorney said attending is kind of like having a root canal to some people. I guess I can't speak. I just have to listen. I've had quite a few root canals, so I will be going. How would I know what questions to ask, if I don't listen to what is being discussed?<br />
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I want this whole divorce thing behind me. I still feel badly about my husband. Forgive him Lord, for he knows not what he is doing or has done. Addiction is a killer. I guess it's kind of like a death; it's going to take time, to feel less pain.<br />
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Thank goodness the Elk came back upon my homecoming from my trip. The animals give me such a sense of peace and hope. My neighbors' warm welcomes made me feel blessed that I live here. Coming home to a home cooked meal from one of my neighbors made me feel loved. Several female elk are scouting the pond and stream below to give birth. I'm watching closely.<br />
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I'm looking forward to the Vashon Island Sheepdog trial even though Champ is on the wait list. I have two girlfriends flying in from California and Pennsylvania. The one from Pa. is flying in with Champ's sister, Fly. She is entered in Vashon. I found us a B and B on the island for a few days so we could enjoy the evenings together. <br />
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It's always nice to have something to LOOK FORWARD to, isn't it? I think it keeps me going. When I don't have something to look forward to, I'm kind of blah. I don't feel as energetic. <br />
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Anyway, y'all take time to enjoy what is around you. Accept others as they are; forgive and remember, you're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think....<br />
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-26639263570541285682017-04-15T08:21:00.001-07:002017-04-15T08:21:11.443-07:00Sweet dreamsIt is hard waking up night after night thinking about my husband who I loved so much. It's important when the chips are down, to be good to yourself. I do have common sense. Yes, I should have left Wayne years ago, but I honored our wedding vows and loved him to a fault.<div><br></div><div>Don't get me wrong. I'm still pissed that he couldn't be truthful face to face. I'm surprised he didn't text me asking for a divorce. He never did say he was seeing someone else, but I knew in my heart the truth. All the signals were loud and clear.</div><div><br></div><div>So the therapist is looking to see why I hung in there so long. My first marriage ended in divorce after 9 years. I was too immature. It was my fault. I honestly didn't even think I would have to work for a living. I never saw my mother work a day in her life. Kind of funny when I think about it now. I got married at 19 and finished my BA. I dabbled in art selling paintings, but no real income.</div><div><br></div><div>All water under the bridge now. No reason for me to continue treading water. I need to SWIM. And, swim I will. I have always been a good swimmer. I just didn't know it. I have always been a strong woman. I just didn't know it. I need to believe in myself.</div><div><br></div><div>Coming to the PNW has been the most healing thing I have ever done for myself. I have the most awesome nature surrounding me like a cocoon wrapping me in its' arms. My new friends are supportive and caring. I have opened my arms to new experiences. </div><div><br></div><div>Last night a friend, a Master crystal bowl player, and recording artist/ singer invited me to a concert that she gave at the old Dungeness School House. The acoustics in the school house are amazing. Some say it is haunted. </div><div>There was just a handful of people there. Sophia encouraged me to lie down on the Persian rug in front of the 15 bowls and chimes, bells, etc etc that were set up. It was awesome. I drifted in and out of a blissful sleep listening to the beautiful sounds of the bowls, chimes, and Sofia's singing. She has the most melodic, haunting voice I have ever heard.</div><div><br></div><div>I came home and slept like a baby. I gave myself permission to postpone my trip for a day so not to pressure myself with last minute packing. It's important when the chips are down, to be good to yourself. I slept like a rock last night. It was nice not to wake up thinking about the last decades with a man that had an addiction that would eventually destroy our partnership and dreams.</div><div><br></div><div>I am eating well, drinking plenty of water, exercising and managing to stay afloat. The real stress will come during the first week of May, the first court hearing. My attorney said I don't have to come. He likened it to as almost as much fun as having a root canal. But, I can endure pain. I am going.</div><div><br></div><div>Until then, I am heading out on a road trip through Oregon, Northern Nevada, and Northern California with my fur friends in our 20 foot RV. Hopefully, I will have happy things to share and blog about.... </div><div><br></div><div> Until then, Happy Trails 😍</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-10615415889547449212017-04-12T21:17:00.001-07:002017-04-12T21:17:10.283-07:00Photography<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Then, I took four Photoshop classes with the college. And, with help from Bonnie the photog pro, I have learned how to mask in a different background. If I like the photo, but the background is too busy I can now put any background to the picture I want. Maybe some people learn this easily, but it came really hard for me to learn. I'm getting better at it.</div>
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Another thing I did was buy some decent lenses. That improved the quality of my photos 10 fold. Goodbye kit lenses (the ones that come with the camera)</div>
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It's so cathartic.<br />
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The only pattern I see in myself is that I like to help people. That included my husband. Maybe I will find out why I continue to try to help even when I know it is a lost cause. Even when it is causing me pain.<br />
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Not that I have a whole lot of time to figure out what makes me tick, haha. I'm not entirely sure I even care at this point.<br />
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Wow, look how smart I will be by the time someone digs a hole in the ground to bury me. Just for the record, I want to be cremated.<br />
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And, if you really want to know, I think I felt worse when Jet died than when Wayne asked for a divorce. That tells me I am SANE after all.<br />
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So I will keep giving back by volunteering. I will keep enjoying every day I wake up. <br />
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<span style="font-family: "lucidagrande"; font-size: 14px;">When the therapist asked why I stayed with Wayne, I said, "I loved him. I wanted him to be able to enjoy what life he has left." </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "lucidagrande"; font-size: 14px;">I would never wish him ill will. I was hurt because he couldn’t be honest and open with me. It was like riding an emotional roller coaster. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "lucidagrande"; font-size: 14px;">I told Wayne that I wished him well with the life he has chosen for himself and whomever else might be in it.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #d5a6bd; color: #434343; font-family: "avenir";">I was blessed. My father left me an inheritance. It was enough to buy my home here in Washington. I might have left Wayne sooner if I had felt secure enough financially. This makes me think about all of the women who are in toxic relationships that feel they can't leave, that feel they have no where to go. I think about this all of the time.</span><br />
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I am now making weekly treks to the dump and to Good Will. If I haven't used it since I have been up here in over 2 years, it's gone, outta here. As soon as the swap meet starts up in May, I will try to sell my ton of horse tack that I still have been hoarding.<br />
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You sure find out who your friends are when you are going through a world of hurt. Wow, I am over whelmed by the outpouring of LOVE from old and new friends. Thank-you so very much. Hopefully by Thanksgiving I will be off this emotional roller coaster I have been on with Wayne for years. I'm just looking forward to it being all said and done. <br />
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Lucky for me I'm not a person that is sedentary or that likes to wallow in their own sorrows. I have my dogs, volunteer work, and photography. Plus, you never know, I may start painting again. Plus, as soon as Spring arrives it's time to start planting and weeding, and weeding, and weeding...<br />
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This spring I kept myself busy learning some new photography skills with photoshop classes offered in Port Townsend. There is still a ton more for me to learn, but I'm starting to catch on.<br />
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This is a Robin I photographed walking up from the pond. The background is exactly what you see. It was getting dark and I was shooting as low as my 100-400 lens goes at 5.6. It's a killer lens though. None of the these photos were shot with a tripod. I need to start using the tripod with the big heavy lens, because my fingers and wrists are feeling it :0(</div>
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Bird fest is the weekend. I'm excited to be going to their many offered events again this year even if the weather forecast sucks. Friday I will be taking a bird class out at the Dungeness spit. In the evening I will stop in to see my girlfriend, Bonnie Block, (The grand champion Audubon contest winner last year) at the Civic Center along with the other top 12 prizes for the Audubon competition.</div>
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Her grand prize photograph hangs right over my computer desk. Thanks to Wayne for buying it for me for our anniversary last year :0) (Sorry for the reflections)</div>
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-74565278103096007702017-03-30T12:03:00.000-07:002017-03-30T12:03:23.234-07:00It's OVERI can actually say those words; "It's OVER." Talk about an emotional nightmare. It is OVER now. All, but the divorce. <br />
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I don't have to SAVE him anymore. I don't have to plead for him to change or teach him about his health. I don't have to see him DESTROY himself any longer. Or, destroy me for that fact.<br />
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I'm hoping now that I have accepted it, the nightmares will fade. I did my BEST. I gave 110%. That I know for sure. <br />
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I made a wonderful life in Sequim for myself and my dogs.<br />
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Thank-you all for your support and friendship.<br />
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I thought a weight had been lifted when I heard, "I want a divorce." I must have been fooling myself, because for the last few days it feels like an elephant is sitting on my chest and the tears keep coming.<br />
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I am trying to be as healthy as possible. I have started this new regime of drinking 2 full Yeti containers of water per day. I am eating better. I am cutting way down on sweets. I am into Spring cleaning.<br />
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We have 34 years of "stuff" here. Yes, albeit, most of the stuff is mine, so I have some work to do. I have been up here for 3 years by myself. I don't mind being by myself, but sometimes I get lonely and sometimes I get a bit scared. Like should I be wearing a "Life alert" around my neck? Thankfully, I have neighbors that check in on me from time to time. But, still... I had so looked forward to Wayne helping me with the property and my vehicles. Now I will have to hire people. I pretty much have been doing that all along. but my Life Plan is now in the toilet.<br />
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I need (would like) a roommate. I think I may have found one. We went to nursing school many decades ago. We laugh a lot when we are together. This is someone I can trust. I don't want to bring in anyone that I don't know. She has a kitty. Most likely the Border Collies will be scared of a cat. We are both honest and forthright. Thank God for that. We are both laying our cards on the table before we make the final decision. I think we will be like Frankie and Grace :) We get into some great 'girly giggle' sessions. We have talked about respecting each other's space, etc. etc. It's a bigger decision for her since she is the one moving out of her apartment.<br />
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I still have a ton of horse tack to get rid of. Maybe I can start going to the local Swap meet when it starts up in May. I don't see myself ever having a horse again, but I will save just enough...haha Oh listen to me. Geez, wishful thinking.<br />
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I need to stay ACTIVE, Keep DECLUTTERING, and be KIND to myself. I did not ask for the divorce. I honored my wedding vows that I wrote. He lost a lady that loved him unconditionally. It would be no different if he was hit by a car and died. The marriage would be over. Well, yeah....cuz then I would probably be very well off if it happened before the divorce was final.<br />
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C'est la vie. Stop the pity party. Carry on Suzanne. Keep swimming. <br />
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"Life, so beautiful, rare, and tragic. Each moment shining and singing. The high sweet songs of the mountains and wind. And, dark low tones of slow moving stones."<br />
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These words give me comfort. <br />
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I received roses in February from Wayne. I was excited about his retirement on his birthday in March. He called 2 days after his birthday asking for a divorce. All of our dreams (or maybe only my dreams) sank about as low as they could go. Those words made my feet feel like they were stuck in ankle deep mud. I couldn't run, I couldn't move; it just felt like I was being swallowed up.<br />
"The dark low tones of slow moving stones."<br />
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He chose his path at my expense, maybe, at his own expense, too. I don't know. But, I respect that he feels he knows what is right for him. It would have been nice to have been included in his decision. But, I guess that was not possible. It has been obvious for well over a year he has been struggling, but he just could not be honest.<br />
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A relationship without honesty is just deceit and hurt. I accept his decision. I am saddened about his choice. I worked so hard to make our home the perfect retirement place for the both of us. I looked forward to cuddling on the couch, hand held walks, and so much more. Now it is just me.<br />
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I am a "pick yourself up by your bootstraps" type of lady. But, honestly, I am pretty fed up with people of late. I'm tired of gossip. I'm tired of people not being open and honest. It sucks. It hurts. What I dislike the most, are people who pretend to be supportive and are actually saying/doing something else behind your back. <br />
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I'm sure there will be some stressful moments ahead for me. But, I have my home and dogs. I find extreme comfort in nature. Nature is all around me. I try not to miss a thing. <br />
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So, don't cry for me Argentina. I see more hiking, photography and maybe a couple of road trips ahead. Plus, I am lucky to have so many wonderful neighbors and friends. I don't need to be part of the 'in-crowd.' I'm perfectly happy being just me. I love where I live. I love the life I have made for myself.<br />
"The high sweet songs of the mountains and the wind."<br />
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"Life, is so beautiful, rare, and tragic."<br />
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-13489207382574603962017-03-05T16:22:00.000-08:002017-03-09T15:09:33.195-08:00Keep your eyes on the GoalWriting this for my non-Facebook friends to let you know I'm still kicking....<br />
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I like to set goals. I like to plan. Planning is sometimes more fun than the prize at the end. My next goal is to go to Vashon Island for the June Sheepdog Classic. Mind you, I haven't worked my dogs much, but I promised to give Champ a chance at a few trials this year. He needs something more than dog broke sheep to work.<br />
What will make this trial very fun for me is that two of my girlfriends are flying in for the trial. Melodie is coming from California. Pam is coming from Pennsylvania. We all have something in common. We have Kilt's kids. LOL Mel has a brother to Champ and Dr. Pam has his sister, Fly. Fly will be competing, so she gets to fly, also.<br />
Both of these ladies have been good friends to me. So, I splurged. I rented us a house on the water on Vashon for the trial. Kind of dumb in a way, since we will spending our days at the sheepdog trial. We will only be there in the evenings. Oh well, fun, fun, fun...until Daddy took my T-bird away. The place sounds super nice with a fire pit on the lawn by the house and a fire pit on the waterfront. The dogs can be off leash at the water.<br />
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I'm still debating on whether to trial Yoko or not. She is getting kind of set in her ways. If she makes the lift, we can usually do pretty well. But, on the way out to the sheep she overthinks everything. She starts to get stressed on her outrun because she knows I don't want her to bite on the lift. She bites when sheep don't move. Not a horribly bad trait, but one that can get you disqualified at a trial in a heartbeat. I think it's more my problem overthinking what she might do. I should just enter her.<br />
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Another cool thing at the trial is that Temple Grandin is going to speak. I have read several of her books, so it will be fun to hear her speak on Saturday night. If you don't know who Temple is you should watch her movie. She is an autistic lady that has a special connection with animals. She developed a more humane way of moving cattle in the slaughter yards to their death. I guess you need to read the book or see the movie to "get it."<br />
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It's been a bitch of a winter here. Snow, snow and more snow. The good thing is that it doesn't stick around for long. Since our winter temps are rather moderate it melts pretty fast. I'm always like a kid in a candy shop when it snows. I get so excited. Not too excited when I stepped out onto the porch to go get Trouble, flying through the air hitting the elevated garden box below. Bruised and cracked one rib. Ouch. I still can't sleep on my right side. It's going to be another month or two of healing. At least my ribs weren't displaced. Been there, done that, about 7 years ago. I swear it took 4-6 months to feel right.<br />
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I should be fine, health wise, for the rest of the year. In January I had an endometrial polyp removed in Seattle, colonoscopy with polyp removal, pap, mammogram, and a CT of my lungs to follow up on some small nodule discovered a few years ago. Everything came back A-OK. I'm good to go. <br />
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I have enjoyed (volunteering)working the medical free clinic here in Sequim. I'm still an Alternate at the Chamber of Commerce for the Visitor Information Center. <br />
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I got rid of the VW. FINALLY. They actually bought it back for what they said they would. Now, I have more room in my garage. So what did I do? I went out and bought myself a 1992 Club Car. Haha A Golf cart to tool around in to visit my neighbors.<br />
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Taking a few classes in Photoshop. I am trying to get the hang of layers. I still have lots to learn about photography. I have purchased some new and second hand GOOD lenses though. It's not about the camera. It's about the lens. I just purchased a 70-200 USM, a 11mm-16mm wide angle lens and my favorite, a 100 mm 2.8 lens. I love to take photos. It is so relaxing for me. I love to paint, so I hope to combine these two hobbies as soon as I learn more.<br />
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Oh, what about Wayne? Still don't know. The roses were from him on Valentine's Day. Other than that I haven't heard much. That's the God's honest truth.</div>
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I meditate a lot these days. I find it brings me great joy and peace.<br />
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I can only take care of myself. I can care for others by bringing positive energy into their lives, but I can't change their thinking or what they are feeling. Those that concentrate on the negative, feed themselves with the negative. It's all about 'The energy.' The GOOD energy.<br />
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These days I concentrate on what I would like to do. I try to dismiss negative thinking. Negative thoughts usually bring back to you the very negative things you don't want. Sound like mumbo jumbo? Maybe, but it certainly has been working for me this year. <br />
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It's hard not to think negative thoughts about Wayne, so negative is exactly what I am getting. I am trying to think only about positive thoughts. It remains to be seen if this is going to work for me. There was a reason we had a sign over our bedroom door that said 'Good morning God" and "Good God it's morning." I'm sure you can tell the first phrase relates to me, the second to him.<br />
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I have always been a happy person even with my life crumbling around me (Or it may have seemed to be crumbling around me). But, even enduring cancer, chemo and radiation, I found positive ways to bring energy to myself and others. I repeat, "It's all about The Energy."<br />
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Looking to the future, I feel as though I would like to travel around the United States. I would like to make this a reality. I have friends just about everywhere around the country. I love to drive. My hobby, other than my dogs, is taking photographs. I would like to see some of the National Parks I haven't had a chance to visit yet. Maybe I could take a dog or two and hit some trials with The Champster while we are on the road. <br />
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What about the home front? What about your husband? I'm not sure at this time. I do know it will all work out. My only road blocks would be negative thinking. Set your sights a little higher....Haha A favorite saying of one of my friends. So in accordance, I will. Stay tuned.<br />
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For now, I will just let the energies flow. I'm not on a time table. Things will come to me as they are needed. I will just stay happy and energized and we will see what happens :0)<br />
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-34561008780646065332016-12-31T17:55:00.001-08:002016-12-31T17:55:32.493-08:00Oh shit, Oh dearIt's the New Year!<br />
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Hard to believe I have been in Sequim for 3 years now. I believe I am destined to live alone. That's sad in that I have so much love and laughter to share. Oh well. I will just have to spread my joy volunteering in my community.<br />
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I will try to save my pennies to travel more this year. I have two decent lenses now, a portrait lens and a wide angle lens. I hope to have a good zoom lens to add to my others. I'm trying to learn photoshop. That should keep me busy until I die. LOL<br />
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It's also hard to believe that Champ turned 5 yrs old Dec.19th and his mother, Kilt will be 13 this year. It's almost even harder to believe that I will be 67 and Yoko 9 on Jan. 19th. And, don't forget Trouble who will be 15 yrs. old in May. You just don't believe you will get old when you are younger. It's so weird.<br />
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The hardest thing for me being alone on acreage is finding dog sitters when I really need them. I have a few medical procedures coming up. Neighbors and friends are driving me and others are caring for my dogs for me. Phew. I am so very grateful. It's a lot of work on a 5 acre hillside for me. It will either keep me young or kill me :0)<br />
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Remember folks, life is short. It is what you make of it. Do your very best to spread a kind word or two and give out smiles freely. Try not to be impatient and don't be bitter. Sometimes stuff is out of our control. I don't like that, but that's life in a nutshell. Make positive changes for the new year. I continue on my journey to get rid of "stuff." I didn't do so well last year because I had so much emotional baggage to deal with. At least that's my excuse. Haha I plan on doing better this year!<br />
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Wishing all of my family and friends the very Best in 2017! The coffee is hot and the front door is open. I love visitors. Don't be a stranger! XXXOOO<br />
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-83622011581564704702016-12-27T09:59:00.000-08:002016-12-27T09:59:44.462-08:00Another Christmas in the books....<div id="container" style="box-sizing: border-box; clear: both; font-variant-ligatures: normal; margin: 0px auto; max-width: 1024px; orphans: 2; padding: 0px; widows: 2; width: 1024px;">
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">1. First, check yourself.</strong> Do they really need help, or are you pushing some agenda subconsciously or otherwise? Second, let them know you’re there. Third, give them an example to follow. ~Carl B Salazar</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">2. People have to come to where they need to be to get their lessons. </strong>You can’t help someone who is not willing. But you can love them through it. Send light and love and hold them in your heart space. I had to hit my own bottom and dead end to turn around and climb back up…when I was ready and willing. ~Karen Blake</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">3. We can stop judging people, assuming that they are not helping themselves.</strong> Perhaps the helplessness is the sign of their being out of their comfort zone. If we want to help, we can do some positive things like: Give some encouragement or discuss the situation with them and let their own intuition discover the best way to help themselves. ~Santosh Nag</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">4. Examine your attachment to their choices.</strong> Their challenges and choices are their life lessons, not yours. Is your wanting to help them saying something about you that you need to learn? ~Susan McCourt</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">5. You can help them by just being there and being supportive.</strong> You can still plant seeds. Most minds are so conditioned it is almost impossible to shed any light on their world. So just smile, nod, suggest, and if it does not help then move on with no regret because you tried. ~Skip Blankley</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">6. Don’t enable them.</strong> Put the tools in their hands to help themselves, show them how to use them, step back, and be there when they trip. Love them when they fall. Repeat repeatedly. ~Crystal Boudreau</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">7. You can’t make people be what you want them to be and you can’t decide what is best for them. You can only choose for yourself.</strong> There is a huge difference between <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">can’t </em>and <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">won’t</em>. <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">Can’t </em>might be open to help. <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">Won’t</em> can’t be your problem. The best thing is <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">won’t</em> might not always be <em style="box-sizing: border-box;">won’t.</em> Hope for that. ~ Melodee Luka Kardash</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">8. Love them until they learn to love themselves.</strong> ~ Amber Weinacht</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">9. Stop trying to make them live as you think they should…</strong>How others live is not for us to control, but to learn from. ~ Crystal Sverdsten</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">10. Let go.</strong> They have to help themselves and accept responsibility. ~Viengxay Jimenez</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">11. Their path is not yours to blaze</strong>, and who’s to say they’re not exactly where they need to be at this very moment? ~Fiona Berger Maione</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">12. Focus on your own well being (boundaries) so that you can provide stable support when they ask for help.</strong> Allow them their process no matter how difficult it is to watch. It is neither our right or responsibility to manipulate their journey. ~Robyn Williams</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">13. People who won’t help themselves usually don’t trust others or themselves</strong>. Until they do, help them along by being a friend, but don’t engage in crazy behavior with them. ~Jerelyn Allen</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">14. How do we know, when we’re in our own little egos, that that person isn’t already doing their work?</strong> Sometimes, “helping” someone, means leaving them alone…sometimes, you help just by being yourself and healing your stuff so that others can see the change and know that it’s possible. The best way I’ve found to help others is to try and be as authentic as I possibly can. The rest, well, is just none of my business. ~Amy Scott</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">15. Don’t turn your back on them. Just accept them for who they are, flaws and all, then decide for yourself if it is worth it to you.</strong> If it is, patience is a virtue. If not, then keep a hand out but watch out for yourself as well. No need for two people who won’t help themselves. ~April Spears</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">16. Support is important.</strong> Talk to your friends don’t leave them when they go through hard times, you’ll need them when you’re going through a hard time. ~Rosemin Bhanji</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">17. Help them see how their actions impact others</strong> (children, spouse or parents). ~Eloise Cabral</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">18. Open the door.</strong> They’ll walk through it when they’re ready. ~Devon Palmer</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">19.</strong> <strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">Be a role model. </strong>Show them what life is like when you cultivate and cherish the self. ~Steven Lu</div>
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<strong style="box-sizing: border-box;">20. Stay strong! Use your strength to combat their weakness. It takes time.</strong> ~Laurie Stahl Sturgeon</div>
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How do you watch someone you care about deeply continue to self destruct? I ask myself this question all of the time, Why am I in this position? Why do I have to be so accepting? I'm a pretty good person overall. All I ever wanted was someone to deeply love and share my life with....</div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am ANGRY. I am so tired of preaching on DEAF ears. It makes it twice as hard for me being a nurse. It is out of my control. I like to be in control. It is taking every ounce of meditation in me to be supportive, to be nurturing without enabling. Sometimes, I just can't do it. I just tell him, "Do you have a death wish?" Don't you want to retire as a healthy person?" Is 'letting go' divorcing him? I'm not sure. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica Neue, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I'm just tired of caring. Does that make me a bad person? It's hard to draw the line of being supportive without caring. When does he hit rock bottom? I so thought he would take care of himself after me taking the other two dogs, and selling our home. But, I was wrong. He says he misses me and the dogs. He is due to retire in April. What's a person to do......</span></div>
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Life is full of anxiety and things that go wrong along with unexpected hiccups. I don't have the corner on that market, that's for sure. I do have a roof over my head with a spectacular view of the mountains along with being minutes away from the water. I count my blessings daily.<br />
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And, then there are my dogs. God Bless the dogs. They are such a comfort to me. You can't buy unconditional love like theirs. Wherever I go, they go. They are always eager to travel with me. They never complain. They just go with the flow. I have learned to follow suit. Just let 'er ride.<br />
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I did very little trialling this year. Yoko had some great runs winning one tricky open class. Champ has been growing up and becoming for fun to trail. Kilt is my "go to" dog when I really need independent thinking. I love all 3 of them. They don't care about trialling. It's really for the handler anyway. But, all 3 LOVE to work, so we continue to do just that when time permits.<br />
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Just to be able to look out my picture windows watching the seasons evolve, studying the abundant wildlife and birds has been a constant source of pleasure for me. I have a very large coyote pack that lives next to my west woods. I have learned to live harmoniously with them (thus far). I have LED outside lights that I put on before allowing dogs out at dark and dusk. Champ wants nothing to do with coyotes, but my girls will chase them. I try to walk outside every time with Trouble who is an hor d'oeuvre for many of the local predators. At night I bundle up with her and walk next to her. There are too many barred owls in the woods to allow her brightly stand out, all 10 pounds of her in her white coat.<br />
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I stopped volunteering full time for the Chamber of Commerce, now being an alternate for the Visitor Information Center. I love everyone that helps out there. I still stop by with homemade treats every so often and to say hi. I had a great Thanksgiving dinner with the Chamber and was honored to take home too many gifts for my service with them.<br />
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I am volunteering now for the Dungeness Valley Health and Wellness Clinic in Sequim. It is a free medical clinic made up of mostly community volunteers. It was started by a Parish nurse and is basically community supported by all of the medical centers and people in the community. My role when I am there is Nurse Manager. I have lots to learn about clinic nursing. So far, they have been pretty gentle with me while I am learning the ropes. My hours there go towards my Retired Active Washington Nursing License. That's a RN license the allows you to get paid 3 mos. out of the year for nursing work you might find.<br />
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I had been on Wayne's Aetna Lockheed policy, but January 1st I have made the switch over to straight Medicare with a Medigap plan. We'll see how that works out for me. I do need to see if I can afford a dental plan of some sort. That really freaks me out not having dental :0( <br />
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I didn't do as much kayaking as I wanted to do this year. I hope to do more next year. I did travel to Colorado for the National Sheepdog Finals with all of my dogs. I had a blast. I am so happy I had the foresight to rent a golf cart for the week to haul the dogs and myself around. I really enjoyed my travels, especially seeing my first wild antelope herds on the road. And, getting to see a large flock of immature Golden Eagles during my travels.<br />
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I enjoyed having many friends fly and drive to Sequim spending some time with me this year. I love to show people around the peninsula. I'm always exploring new roads, new places, etc. It's what I love to do. With the moderate temps and rainfall here, it is a wildlife paradise with more activities than you can possibly do!<br />
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I purchased some ducks this year. I got 8 Indian Runners crossed with a little Welsh Harlequin. I gave 3 back, because 5 was just the right amount of ducks. They are all males (drakes). I have had lots of duck stories to share since their arrival. The breeder told me they had too much Indian runner in them to fly. One morning when they got to about 7 mos. of age a couple flew around the lower pasture! Imagine my surprise. The next day 3 flew off to never never land. Fortunately, they arrived home as I was putting up the lonely twosome in their night shed. I was glad since the temp was in the 20s and we were expecting more snow. The next morning my neighbor helped me clip their wings. They had fun while it lasted. Never assume when people tell you stuff. LOL Just like in nursing....NEVER assume.<br />
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This year we actually got up to 92 degrees and thus, far, down to 23 degrees. I have been here 2 1/2 years and both of those temps are coldest and warmest it has been. I can handle moderate temps.<br />
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I lost a few friends this year. Heartbreaking, but it is the reality that none of us are here forever. That's why it is so important to wake up with gratitude for the things you do have each and every morning. As you get older, you realize 'Don't sweat the small stuff. It's all small stuff." We are all unique individuals and many are fighting their own battles. I have learned NOT to try to change someone. It uses up my energy for naught. People will ask or seek help if they want it. <br />
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Why do we become so smart when our bodies are starting to break down? Wisdom creeps in slowly, maybe to prepare us for our last days on earth. I'm not sure, but I do feel lots of aches and pains that come and go of late. And, if one more doctor says, "I think we should have this checked out." Ha...Just saying'<br />
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I'm very excited to have my son and grandson coming for several days over Christmas! I feel this is the greatest gift I could have ever wished for!!!!!! I know what you are thinking. What about Wayne? Honestly, I'm not sure. I'm going to leave it at that. I can't control anyone nor do I care to anymore. I can only control my own actions and my own happiness. geez...what a Guru I have become. It must be those brownies and the singing bowls. hahahahaha <br />
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Happy to have snow on the ground. We get just enough that it looks and feels like winter. All is well. Wishing everyone a very Merry Christmas and Best Wishes for the New Year!<br />
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<br />gvmamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05867025752175321347noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789813103578949290.post-3927833240346037142016-08-30T21:28:00.000-07:002016-08-30T21:28:45.991-07:00Late summer updateDuctless heat pump is in now. I will give it a rating after this winter haha. It is whisper quiet and almost half what a regular heat pump would cost. Plus, it should be more efficient and save on the electric bill. I have only had one electric bill over $100 here, so unlike California.<br />
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I'm still working on the "leak," A whole new shower fixing and fittings were put in. The copper piper was strapped well and all the fittings are correct. Unfortunately, what a mess. A carpet guy ripped up the carpet and tore the pad out. I have been using a fan and a heater daily blowing on the damp areas. I also have been spraying H2O2. Tomorrow I will scrub the floor with peroxide. Then I need to get the carpet people back and find a drywall man. Wayne could do the drywall, but I really don't want him to have to look forward to that at Christmas.<br />
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My new neighbors from Louisiana are here for 3 weeks. They are putting in a tree line fence to separate our properties. It is so unnecessary, but they are staking their claim, I guess. We all (neighbors on the trail) used the field below to walk. My dogs made their remarks about what they thought of the new tree line. They made me laugh. Good dogs.<br />
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Lots of fun going on of course. Teri Meredyth was trialling her Belgian Tervurens up here in the Gig harbor/Auburn area. She found time to come to Sequim for the afternoon. We had a glass of wine and I gave her the condensed scenic Sequim tour.</div>
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I am preparing the RV for a trip to Colorado (Carbondale) to see the National Sheepdog Finals. It has been a few years since I attended the finals. I'm volunteering and staying on the trial grounds. My dogs are going with me. I am going to leave Champ home with Patricia (where he works sheep) Two BCs and an old JRT are enough to care for for the long travel time in the van. I have to pack for any type of weather. Could be hot, rainy, windy, etc. Hard to tell in Sept. I wanted to hit Yellowstone, too, but i will put that on the back burner when Wayne finally settles here.</div>
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Speaking of Wayne. I think he found a room to rent in West Lancaster, close enough to Lockheed. He has only looked at about 12 rooms. He says all of the people are weird. He's probably right. But, he had a good feeling about this particular place, plus it is in a very quiet neighborhood. I knew he would find a place before winter...LOL Living out of your truck is no piece of cake.</div>
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Last year I had one apple the size of a cantaloupe. This late winter my neighbor helped me prune the apple tree way back. This is how many apples I shook off of it this evening. I love the fact that I can actually grow stuff here!</div>
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Lots to do before I take off Sept. 10th for a couple of weeks to Colorado. Enjoy what's left of summer. More stories later in September!</div>
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