I was fine all day yesterday until right before dinner. It just hit me that Dad is never going to walk through the front door again. I’ll never hear his, “Hey, Rach,” and know the comfort of his embrace. I finally ended up walking down the road, crying. I know I looked pitiful, but I had to get it out. …
Wednesday, the day after
Dad’s memorial went well yesterday. Very well. Mom felt joyful and refreshed afterwards. About 300 people came to rejoice in Dad’s home going. Dad was reconciler in life, and in death. Many people came from our old church, men who had not seen each other in years. It was good to see them. Good to be reunited and remember that …
John Charles Hayes – September 4, ’36 – June 3, ’05
My dad died on a June day. It was raining where I lived. Tears from heaven. The day seemed rather ordinary, like nothing unusual would take place. I had plans to write on my novella, fix brownies for Eric and practice “Amazing Grace” with him to sing at another saint’s funeral on Friday. At 10 p.m. I said good-bye to …
Another thought on Oprah, then on to rain and writing
The LORD’S lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, for His compassions never fail. – Lam 3:22 I posted a few days ago about Oprah’s Legend’s Luncheon. I deleted it because a commenter felt it disrepectful to those who’d really overcome hardships like Lena Horne or Cecily Tyson. My intent was to never, ever belittle or be disrepsectful to those who overcome social …
Where are you now?
It’s Memorial Day weekend and I’m in a memorial mood. I’ve lived in various places over my short life – Ohio, Oklahoma, Kentucky and Florida. I wonder where some of my old friends are now. Tina Rogers, best friend in 3rd grade, Winchester, KY. Her father owned the country grocery store, Fox’s Market, or something like that. They lived above …
Memorial Day – Thank YOU!
It’s Memorial Day Weekend. My Grandpa Hayes served in WW I. My Uncle Porky and my father-in-law, John Hauck, served in WW II as well as my Grandpa Fausnaugh. My Uncle Dave served in Korea. Having a family member serve makes it more personal, yet no matter what, I honor and thank all those who laid down their lives for …
Here we go a kick boxing among the sweaty people
Tuesday I kicked boxed. Thursday I kicked box. Friday, I just got home for 75 minutes of stepping and sculpting. It was hilarious. I worked hard, but what a clutz. I don’t know the routine or the steps, so I’m all over the place and forget about me moving my arms and legs at the same time. but I’ll get …
Killer Friday
Okay, I don’t normally say “killer.” How ’80s, but I went to the Strong Class at the gym this morning. Killer! Oh man, my arms and leg muscles were screaming, “Stop! Stop! You evil mean woman! Go back to the easy weight machines.” Working with little eight pound free weights brought me to my knees. I had to finish the …
Here’s where Tony and I differ
Waking up this morning, I asked Tony, “Don’t you think about the future?” “Like how?” he asked.“Well, we don’t have kids, so we don’t have that to look forward to – graduations, marriages, grandkids, Christmas with little ones. I mean, it’s just you and me.”“Nope, I don’t think about it.” LOL. Guess I’m alone on this one. I think about …
Saturday – Favorite Day
I love Saturdays. I just do. This morning I ate two heels for breakfast – yum. Then went to the gym, followed by the grocery store Publix. I love Publix. Tony wasn’t with me today, normally he is, so I hung around the books for awhile. I bought Dorthea Benton Frank’s book, Shem Creek. She’s going to be in Vero …