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The desire to be whole again

Next week I’m stepping away from all that is my world and returning to my childhood home: the farm I grew up on in rural Saskatchewan, Canada. The farm-house where I lived from birth till 19.  The yard where I played and coulees where all our adventures were carried out.  Mom’s still there, my brother and his wife are just across the way and sissy is up the hill.  Cows, farm dogs, wind, a wide open sky and conversations that meander in and out and go on forever.

an Aerial view of the family farm .. an Emjayandthem(C) photo

an aerial view of the family farm .. House and Homestead top left, barns and corrals lower right. An Emjayandthem(C) photo

A family wedding is the cause for celebration and I’ll be Mom’s date!   She with her Oxygen and a twinkle in her eye.  I teased her that we’ll “Thelma & Louise-it,” without the driving off the cliff part.  She snorted.  But when I told her that if we see Brad Pitt hitch-hiking I’m pulling over, she laughed out loud.  God, I love her.

themaand louise

Up to no good. Google.images.com

To say things there are familiar would be an understatement. The truth is, time has a way of standing still in your childhood home. And it’s comforting to know that some things still remain.

The kitchen radio, on from sun up to sundown, with farm reports and cattle prices, corny jokes and auction announcements.

The bedspread from the Sears catalogue, the same one that’s been on my bed since I was in college.  Cheery and clean, waiting for me.

Mixing bowls nestled where they’ve always been, tin foil in the 2nd drawer, and a toaster you have to jiggle the cord for.  A big can of coffee sits on the floor near the fridge, just under that east window.  Ivory soap in the dish by the sink, the same one where Dad stood as he cleaned up at night.  I swear I can still see him standing there sometimes.

... Dad's

… Dad’s “shop” .. where I still expect to hear him whistling … An Emjayandthem (C) photo

Books in bookshelves, pictures on walls, throw pillows arranged just so.

And at night?

Quiet.  Dark.  No streetlights, no cars rushing by, nothing.  Just quiet.

Big deep skies with stars that go on forever and, if I’m lucky, the Northern lights will visit me, too.

image from canada-maps.org

image from canada-maps.org

In the morning, I’ll be up with the birds and outside as daylight arrives.  I’ll visit the cows and play with the kitties, feel the wind blowing, and the farm dog will tag along with me.  My soul will sing and my smiles will not be contained.

Laddy and Stevie... family farm; an Emjayandthem photo (C)

Laddy and Stevie… family farm; an Emjayandthem photo (C)

I know things have changed, she’s had some setbacks, but her spirit is as strong as ever. She’s loyal as ever to her Riders football team, debates the news, and is a voracious reader. Talking about my visit and our plans, she said with such longing,  “It’s going to go by so fast.”

me & mom MD 2014

Me & Mom, Mothers Day 2014. An Emjayandthem (C) photo

I know.

I know.

That’s why I already feel the pinch because to stop everything and spend eight days together, every day, every meal, every night, and roll in those moments when it’s just the two of us, let me tell you what: I love it.  I love that we get to laugh and talk and tell stories and secrets and be girlfriends for a while.  Yes I’ll get out of her hair and take a walk and stretch my legs and when I come back in there she’ll be .. waiting for me.  Bright eyed. Ready to pick up right where we left off.

And I’ll thank God for the opportunity to love the life I have but still be so very lucky that I can touch wood, kiss her face and feel whole again.

“The desire to go home that is a desire to be whole, to know where you are, to be the point of intersection of all the lines drawn through all the stars, to be the constellation-maker and the center of the world, that center called love. To awaken from sleep, to rest from awakening, to tame the animal, to let the soul go wild, to shelter in darkness and blaze with light, to cease to speak and be perfectly understood.”  ― Rebecca Solnit

 

Can you go back to your childhood home?  What’s the experience like for you?  Have you ever spent an entire week just hanging out with one of your parents? If not, I recommend it ~ you might be amazed what you’ll learn!

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Random March Friday – Roll with it

It’s here! Friday! Whoop!

1.  Been fighting a cold all week, trudging through my workout and work days and barely managing to haul my carcass out of bed every morning.  Daylight savings time kicks my behind every year.   I have never adapted to it and I doubt I ever will.  Why?  Read on.

2. Where I grew up, time didn’t change for any season or any one.  You adjusted  or you didn’t and there were no expectations about moving this or tweaking that.    You rolled with it, and that mentality has been instilled in me ever since.

Canadian Time Zones; google.com

Canadian Time Zones; google.com

3. After a busy week with my own job and department and covering for another (a role I never seem to shake) I got up early today, put on my out-of-office and called it a day. I have a capable team, my desk is in order and I happily crawled back to bed where I remained for several hours.  Ahhh.  Sometimes, we just need a time-out and if I’m the one to put me there, then so be it.

True that!

True that!

4.  Guess what sound we heard this week?  Snow … dripping off the roof.  A steady drip-drip-drip as the sun beamed brightly.   Could Spring be coming? I sure hope so.

5. Lastly, playing around with my cell phone, I tried out some new-to-me edits to a “selfie.” B&W, kinda fun, but where did my nose go?  🙂

goofing around with the cell camera :)

goofing around with the cell camera 🙂

Happy Friday, peeps!

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Sundogs everywhere!

A weather phenomenon I’d forgotten about is the sun dog.

Prevalent in my Saskatchewan prairie home, my experience has been you don’t see them unless the weather is brutally cold (and dry).  And the sun is low …

Here’s part of one, taken on my cell phone one frigid morning  (hey, I was sitting in traffic, might as well snap a picture).

one MI morning on my way to work

a MI sun dog … on my way to work

Here’s another, taken by my niece on her way to town, traveling a road I’d ventured on many-a-time:

a Saskatchewan sun dog

a Saskatchewan sun dog

See the distinct rainbow-looking light off to the side?  That’s the niftiest part, the unexpected part, the sun’s so bright I might need shades part.  🙂

Bundle up, peeps, it’s cold outside.

And remember to watch for sun dogs!

Hubbs is heading to FL for meetings this morning; sure hope he doesn’t get stranded along the way.

As for me, here’s my being stranded wish:

True that! google.images

True that! google.images

Where would you like to be stranded?

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Fill ‘er up

“Many of us harbor hidden low self-esteem. We deem everything & everyone more important than ourselves and think that meeting their needs is more important than meeting our own. But if you run out of gas, remember that everyone riding with you will be left stranded by the side of the road, too.”

– Bishop T.D. Jakes

I read that quote and saw myself in there.

Yep, it was like a slap with a wet towel, the kind my brother used to deliver near Mom’s kitchen sink.

Sharing it here, please know, I’m not advocating selfishness.

I’m just saying that when you’re busy making this weekend’s to-do list, it’s perfectly OK to leave a little room on it … for you.

When you run out of gas, how do you fill back up again?

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My love affair with the sky

image from canada-maps.org

Growing up with the Northern Lights dancing over us, I assumed everyone carried on a love affair with the sky.

I soon learned that not every place I’d live would afford an easy view of the horizon.

I soon learned that not everyone’s sky was painted like mine.

When my father died, and I was on a plane headed home, I remember the pilot announcing how we’d just crossed into Canadian airspace.  I leaned into my window and spotted something in the distance.  A smile touched my lips when I realized what was with me: the Northern lights … twinkling and a-winkin’, as if to say, “Welcome home, girl.”

It was that very moment – when my emotions were the most raw – that I was given another example of how we are never really …  all alone.

image from apod.nasa.gov

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On depth


the So. Saskatchewan river, view from home; an emjayandthemphoto (C). Click on photo for a larger view - well worth it!

You can’t do anything about the length of your life, but you can do something about its width and depth. – Unknown

 * * *

What makes your life feel wide and deep?

For me it’s life itself – those little moments that make my heart sing with joy:

The first taste of Mom’s homemade buns slathered with Raspberry jam.

A shared look between me and the hubbs last night.

Old dog leaning in for an extended pet.

Enveloping hugs from my boys.

A fridge full of homemade goodness and the smiles my efforts generated.

Shared laughter – and tears – with my sister.

Chats with my brothers. Tea at 4:00 pm.

Windows open. College Football and Baseball playoffs.

The wind in my face, the sun on my back and gravel crunching beneath my tennies.

The opportunity to return to where I grew up but come home to where I belong.

All of these and more … make my life wide and deep.

And you?

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Lots to see & nothing to block my view

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I’m headed home today.

To a land of living skies, golden fields, and Northern lights.

Home.

I’m headed home today.

To people who will ask, “how are you?” and actually want to know.

To butter tarts, cabbage rolls, Greek ribs and pierogies.

To temps in Celsius and the Queen’s currency.

I’m headed home today.

To Old Dutch potato chips, Pilsner beers, CBC and the CTV.

To grain reports, cattle prices, crop yields and pie at Mom’s kitchen table.

To laughs and stories and photos and many a-remember whens.

To lazy walks down a country road, a whiff of saddle soap in the tack room, and kittens at foot.

To Roughrider football parties, community suppers, and chats with teachers, Sunday School mentors and elderly aunties who’ll hug me like there’s no tomorrow. And my eyes will cloud a bit when they do.

I’m headed home today.

To the tiniest of places with a hold so strong it both anchors and frees its own to go around the world with confidence because they know there still exists a place where everyone knows their name.

I’m headed home today.

Cheers!

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