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Emotional. Got a message from my second daughter this morning. Her brother-in-law passed away. Not quite 50. She married a man with a different religion and culture than ours. To the point where they had to keep their relationship under the radar while dating because his family wouldn't have approved. But her (then) boyfriend right away introduced her to his brother (he was 9 years older and they were very close) who instantly clicked with my daughter. When my daughter got married, her brother-in-law told his brother you chose the right one.
I could say more about how great a person her brother-in-law was, but nothing is private here. So you'll have to take my word for it.
So sorry to see this...Sending condolences to you all.
Emotional. Got a message from my second daughter this morning. Her brother-in-law passed away. Not quite 50. She married a man with a different religion and culture than ours. To the point where they had to keep their relationship under the radar while dating because his family wouldn't have approved. But her (then) boyfriend right away introduced her to his brother (he was 9 years older and they were very close) who instantly clicked with my daughter. When my daughter got married, her brother-in-law told his brother you chose the right one.
I could say more about how great a person her brother-in-law was, but nothing is private here. So you'll have to take my word for it.
Emotional. Got a message from my second daughter this morning. Her brother-in-law passed away. Not quite 50. She married a man with a different religion and culture than ours. To the point where they had to keep their relationship under the radar while dating because his family wouldn't have approved. But her (then) boyfriend right away introduced her to his brother (he was 9 years older and they were very close) who instantly clicked with my daughter. When my daughter got married, her brother-in-law told his brother you chose the right one.
I could say more about how great a person her brother-in-law was, but nothing is private here. So you'll have to take my word for it.
Probably posted this several times, maybe even recently. It's just beautiful. In my minds eye I keep seeing a kid with a home made bow and arrow made from sticks; the points whittled to a fine scar.
Go to bed feeling fine.
Wake up with a sprained ankle...
Funny how that works. Usually means we hurt ourselves during the day and forget about it (because the pain goes away soon after) and the next day we're like...wtf? Sometimes we don't even know we did something. I recall a few years back one day both my knees were hurting bad. Did a lot of thinking of what could have happened and remembered that the day before I carried two 18L jugs of water (one in each hand): from the water dispenser at the store to the cash register, from the store to my car, then from my car to inside the house. I only carry one at a time now. (18L = 4.75 US gallons)
On battery moving day, I'm always a little surprised at how quickly the kids get winded or wear out while I'm still ready to grab another slug of lead. But I also notice that when we go to the far docks, I mostly walk from the shop while they drive to the closer parking lot - we both get there at the same time, but I get an extra 1500 steps in.
So, so damned good!
I have no complaints...at 61 I can still physically outwork a 30 year old, and everything else is secondary.....my life is a magnificent experience.
I am aiming to enjoy at least another 35 more summers.....
Can you bottle this attitude and sell it across state lines?
