February 2nd.  Groundhog Day,  Gary Snyder’s birthday (may he rest in peace), Jonathan’s new birthday—and 10 years after beginning my Act II.

Wow!  Ten.  Years.  Sometimes it feels as if it was a lifetime ago and sometimes a few months ago.  I remember hanging out in my room at my parents’ house when I was 12 years old and thinking ‘when will I EVER grow up?!’  It was taking SO!          LONG!

Now, at 66, the years dart by!  Yet, sometimes, the days drag by.  Next Monday would have been my 7th wedding anniversary with Kenn.  It’s hard to believe it’s already been almost four years since he left this earth.

However, my life is about to take a new turn.  I’ve made the decision to sell my current house and move back to Murfreesboro.  As I’ve told my wonderful friends here—I love my neighborhood, I love my church family, and I even love my house!  I just don’t love living here alone.  I’ve already had about a dozen people express interest in buying so hopefully, that won’t be a problem.  And I’m sure I’ll find a house that I love in Murfreesboro.  But I’m also sure there will be lots of tears leaving this place that Kenn and I called home.

I am so very thankful that God gave me the few years I had with Kenn.  And I am so thankful that He will see me through to the next adventure!

As a side note—

Beldar IV successfully entered my life on December 6th. I asked the doc if he would give me Beldar III after he removed it (after washing it well!) and he did. (Great coffee table conversation piece!) But Beldar III didn’t leave peacefully. The night after surgery, I was sleeping soundly, and around 3 AM, I hear BEE DEE BEE DEE for about 30 seconds coming from the other room! This repeated three times. I got up and wrapped a towel around it and fell back asleep. The next night—A REPEAT! I got up, took it into the study on the other side of the house (still wrapped in a towel), closed it up in a drawer, and shut the door. The following week, at my post surgery checkup, I brought it back with me and asked them to turn it off. The tech said she had never turned one off that was outside of a person’s chest so she had to call the manufacturer and find out how to do it.
It is now quietly residing on my coffee table!