It's a quiet morning and I am on my second cup of coffee. The neighborhood is beginning to stir and I can feel the humidity starting to rise. Sigh.
I am currently involved in a great book called "My name is Mary Sutter" by Robin Oliveira. Only a quarter of the way through but engrossing. It's about a woman in the Civil War era who is desperate to train as a doctor. She is a midwife and comes from a long line of such. Amazing to think about the advances of medicine over the last century. Wow.
Today is the beginning of a new era for our household. I have been speculating the arrival of "Flo" - as my friend Kim calls her. Actually, the final exit and the new arrival, I guess you could say.
Yesterday I had one full year in without any periods. And, yesterday, my beautiful 13 year old started hers. Wow. She is 13, I am 50 and my mother would have been 87. Thinking about my mother makes me tear up because she is the one person I wish I could have picked up the phone to share the news with. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to get that news when I am 87.
My mother was 37 when she had me as I was 37 when I had my daughter. All three of us make up the Friday Girls club as we will all emerged into the light on a Friday. I was a morning girl and my daughter is an evening girl. I am not sure when my mother made her appearance. This November it will be 3 years since she left us. I know she is near us and I feel her presence often. Wow...just as I wrote this it became very calm and quiet out here on the porch. Lovely. It is the best thing about summer, for me. The chance to rise early and enjoy my porch with a good srong cup of coffee before anyone else is up.
My mum never had the chance to experience this space in the morning but she enjoyed it alot of afternoons and evenings. I think she is here now, enjoyng the bird songs and the light as it hits the neighboring trees.
Work has been completed in and on our house. What looked like a large and expensive job became a larger and affordable job. Confused? Yup, me too! We needed a new roof, that was clear, and the wind storms of March completed what had started to spell the end for our roof. As the roofing companies passed through with estimates, one guy mentioned after being up on the roof and patching a few spots, gratis, I may add....that some of this could be covered under our homeowners inurance.
Sure enought. Many phone calls and inspections later, here I sit on the porch of a house with a new (and lovely) roof. The company also paid for new ceilings in the upstairs rooms ( minus two of the bedrooms) and an amazing paint job. The back hall no longer has a crummy, leaky ceiling and it looks amazing. All for the measly sum of $500 in the form of a deductible.
And, somehow, I feel I have my mum to thank. It is just this amazing stroke of timing and luck that makes me think that she somehow had a hand in it. Crazy, you may say but I feel it nonetheless.
With the foundation issues addressed last November and the roof and ceiling issues this June...sigh. What a year. I really feel blessed.
As usual, I am hopping from subject to subject but, as this is a real blog, I guess I have the green light to do so.
If anyone is readinng, so far, let's recap. Lovely, sunny morning...good coffee... quiet...and a bit of longing ....Perfect settng for a blogger, eh?
