Calming the Storms

I haven't written in a while. Our lives here on the farm have been incredibly busy! I can't remember ever having a summer with so much to be done. BJ had to have major surgery on his right rotator cuff. It ended up being more damage than he thought but his surgeon, God bless him, did a fantastic job. He has been unable to do much of anything for three weeks and we have three more weeks before he can drive again.

Before this surgery we had three projects to get done. The first, a garden, second, painting our livingroom and dining room. Third, making a space in our room for a recliner, for BJ to sleep in the first few nights after surgery. The garden ended up being very small but it taught me what I'm capable of doing by myself. The second, the painting, is almost complete. Just a few little things and we will be done, thanks to my daughters Maria, Ireland and Trinity. The space in our room is fantastic and the wheels are turning for how to modernize our room next year.

I have learned to use a riding mower! I mow a couple acres of grass. It takes a couple hours, this has become my time of conversations with God. It has been very good for my soul. Brought me peace. The biggest lesson I have learned through worry, working and praying is that I have to learn to ask for help and there are going to be things left undone.

In a couple of weeks, Maria will be in her own house, Ireland will be taking college courses, Trinity is doing massive amounts of classes on line this year and Kate is back to a new school year as a first grader. I am delving into a new chapter of my own with a big writing project and possibly being published.

This November BJ will be getting his other shoulder done. So the holidays will be calm this year. We all love Fall so much! We received a special needs stroller for Kate since she doesn't have the stamina to walk for long. We plan on doing a lot of Fall festivals that she will love. I always wondered how families could have so much on their plate and be happy. It is because Love Conquers All and God is love!

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