Wishing my sweetie a wonderful, fun-filled birthday.
You have shared in many adventures with me and I have enjoyed every one. Thanks for choosing me to go with you on this wonderful trip that is our lives. May our journey continue for many more years and I know that every day of the future will be just as wonderful.
Happy birthday, Bruce.
Who would guess that 35 years would go so fast. I guess it’s true that time flies when you’re having fun. I have been so blessed to get to live my life with such a generous, loving, fun and adventuresome person. Bruce, you stretch me to go places I wouldn’t have the boldness to go without such a caring, sharing, protecting, loving partner to do such things with.
You are gifted with the ability to write so I cannot even try to match the eloquence of your blog about me. Don’t let that negate the overflowing thankfulness I have to be your wife and friend for all these years. All our accomplishments have been richer because I have you to share them with. I look forward to what lies ahead and know that your love for me will never fail nor mine for you.
We have four beautiful children now grown and launched in their own adventures. It is a blessing to see them move out in their giftings and I am proud of each of them. They have been joined by wonderful partners that we love as well.
Thank you, Lord.
I’m up before the sun trying to reorient myself to the eastern time zone. I see Bruce has already blogged about the sun. I see the faint hint of it coming up in the east through our “forest” in the back yard.
Bruce has faithfully taken care of me for at least 35 years and I am truly blessed to have shared more than half his life with him. We have shared many adventures and much love. Happy birthday, dear one. I hope you have a blessed, peaceful day. I look forward to celebrating with you tonight. Grizzly Peak, here we come.
I did not know my own father very well because he died when I was 10 years old. He picked my name when I was born. My first memory is following him into the field by our house when I was about 3 years old. When I was about 8 years old, I remember sitting on his lap and combing his hair. He was balding and he had this long bit of hair he would comb over the bald spot. I think I was his special girl since I was his firstborn. He worked away from home during the week most of the time so was home only on weekends so that limited the time I got to spend with him. I missed him greatly after he died. He was a good father.
My husband has been a wonderful father to our children and they have been blessed to have him into their adulthoods. He loves them so much and his thoughts are always of them and wanting to bless them. He has made my life blessed in helping me raise these four children into adults we are so proud of. Happy father’s day, Bruce.
Today we celebrate the 33rd birthday of our firstborn. We didn’t know what the future held but we eagerly awaited the arrival of matthew bruce edwards on January 8, 1975. He has been such a blessing in our family and I’m very proud of him and love him very much.
Matt, enjoy your day!!!
Surrounded by fog, ice, mist. The day has been peaceful after the previous day of cooking, cleaning and enjoying company for dinner. I felt peace yesterday also even in the business. Life so often has a way of turning into a tumultuous storm without warning so I’m enjoying this quiet interlude.
Sorry to hear about the moose. Poor little Alaskan guy. I’m glad the vehicle occupants were unhurt.
God has been stirring my heart lately about Africa. I just read West with the Wind about a contemporary of the Out of Africa author. Beryl Markham was born in England but raised in Kenya. She became the first woman pilot to fly the Atlantic from England to Novia Scotia. She wrote a beautiful piece that evoked my nostalgic memories of Kenya. Does God have Africa in my future? I don’t know and I don’t have any definite plans right now but have exploring the possibility of next fall going to Liberia to work again with Amani (peace).
Our little kitties won’t leave the Christmas decorations alone. I’ve had to remove fake Christmas tree leaves from Pseudo’s teeth twice yesterday so finally just put the wreath away. We didn’t even put the tree up this year so they are after the wreath. He thinks it is grass which he loves. The leaf gets stuck on his tooth when he bites down on it and he can’t get it off. He came to me and pointed at his mouth with his paw to show that he needed help.
Missing my loved ones.
I’ve been home several days and am getting settled. It takes me a while to do the laundry and put everything away. I don’t have any reason to rush so have taken time to sit a while to knit and catch up on all the mail. It took me a whole day to do the bank and bills stuff. Our bank just changed over so I had to make a trip to town to set up what type of account we want and choose the freebies like free checks in the mail and free overdraft protection. All of this has not been very interesting but needed to be done.
Now, our neighborhood is getting two new homes built this fall. We woke up to dump trucks going back and forth to spread the dirt that was dug from the basement along the empty lots near us. I look forward to watching them being built and seeing what the new homeowners choose for things like lights, cabinets, countertops and floor covering.
I went to my Bible study today. We’re starting a new one on John. I think I will like this one a lot better than the last. I just miss meeting with the ladies. We have been a group for seven years and have shared a lot with each other about our lives and what we have all gone through. We haven’t met since last spring so I have missed them.
Still remembering Alaska days and the peacefulness of Willow. I’m glad to be home with husband and cats. We have a home group dinner tomorrow evening. I’m making two kinds of soup and scones.
Nertz and Golf have been played a lot by Mary and I nightly. I keep winning and she spazes in disbelief.
Also, been enjoying No Bake cookies and comedy shows on tv tonight.
I love the fire place, even though I know it’s messy; I like real fires.
Besides that, I finished the DC quilt once and for all today. It was a huge accomplishment, and I’m so glad Mary loves it so much. She said, just by looking at it, she’s completely inspired to get her DC book moving once the first snowflake falls.
I also finished my felted purse, and after washing it twice it’s at the right size. Now I’m just waiting the time out for Bruce to get here Saturday with a bit of schall knitting (Mary says to type, “does anyone remember Johnna Schall?”)
YAHOO FOR BRUCE!
My daughter and son-in-law with their new wall hanging!
Today started off wonderfully with omelets and blueberry pancakes from chef a la Casey!
After going to church an hour early, due to a winter start time change, we came home and napped a bit. Then Mary and I had a really nice long walk down their property and to the creek. It was a beautifully sunny, fall day and the dogs loved the little adventure too.
We thought of Pat and everyone, wishing we could be there with them all. We prayed and rested in the Lord trying to comprehend it.
Once we got back from the walk, Casey drove us to the Talkeetna Lodge where Mt. McKinley is displayed way off in the distance with meadows, forests, and rivers spanning the horizon. We had a nice little dinner of halibut quesadilla, reindeer chilli, and buffaloe wings at the lodge.
After a nice, relaxing fall day and now with warm tea in my lap, it has been a cozy, fun filled day here in Alaska.
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