Whoa...I have never seen anything more beautiful than the storm we had blow through around 6 pm tonight. Since "The Valley" around Phoenix is very large...basically a big flat spot ringed by mountains in the distance...you could see it coming for miles. Clouds heavy with their soggy burden, with jagged spikes of lightening leaking form their belly, lumbered across like curtains billowing in the wind. AMAZING!! The sky took on hues of red and orange like I've never seen. Then...the wind and rain! I should say Wind and Rain. The display tonight deserves capital letters. It was all over within an hour, but what a show! I really dig storms, and experiencing one in an RV was beyond my wildest dreams. The sound, the feeling of exposure, the feeling of being within the storm, yet somehow safe...I'm trying to put it into words, but my mind is failing me... grandiose $10 words just cannot describe the beauty.
Thank you all for your prayers for Miss Tracie. The service will be held on Friday, with a get together on Saturday. Luckily, she has the greatest friends, and she will not be alone in her absolute grief. Unfortunately, as it seems with almost all deaths, nastiness had taken root and there is now a burden of accusation and betrayal invovled with her step mother, with harsh, hurtful, damaging words being purposely said to my grieving child. This Momma Bear is not pleased, but Trace is handling things with more grace and courage than I've ever seen in a soon-to-be 27 yr old young woman. If I could only heal her heart...or beat the living crud out of .....sigh....no use getting my foot in it any farther. I said my piece, and things that were dishonored on his facebook page were changed, but some of the other things that were said still make my blood boil. My solace is Karma...the much bigger bitch than I could ever be. What goes around comes around.
Do YOU have your will, insurance beneficiaries current? Do you have a living will and have your final wishes spelled out? PLEASE don't leave this burden for your family to sort out on the worst day of their lives. This is especially true if you are in the middle of life changes, such as divorce, adopting a child, have step children or foster kids you consider your own. Unfortunately, there was a pending divorce, and these items were not taken care of. Don't we all think we're going to be in control of our final days? Won't we all live forever, or at least to a 'ripe' old age. We all think we're healthy and too young, don't we? Who thinks at 25 that you've lived half of your entire life?! What would you do differently right now if you knew that you'd be gone at age 50?
Time, we all think we're the boss of time. Especially our own time. One thing that I do know, is I'm thankful for each day that I'm spending living my own dream with my Soul Matey by my side. I'm so fortunate that I've met my Dream Guy and get to spend each day wondering what he's gonna do next. That's I'm loved unconditionally. We laugh every day, and I have no regrets for asking for that first motorcycle ride. Together, we're unstoppable.
On a much, much lighter note that actually does have a question regarding RV Park etiquette. The park we're in is pretty large, with 377 spots. Being this close to so many people is becoming a challenge. Our 'neighbors' across the road from us are apparently hard of hearing. These ol' boys are brothers or extremely close friends and are parked adjacent to one another. They spend most of their time outdoors on the patio sides of their rigs. And they talk...A LOT! Since one of the ol boys can't hear well, the other talks excessively loud...and excessively! We joked the first night they pulled in that he must talk in his sleep!! Pirate has been having quite a time sending love their way, to say the least. What would you do? My suggestion is to go speak to them and explain that we can not only hear their every word, but they are drowning out our television and stereo.
Thank you all, once again, for your continued prayers and love sent Tracie's way. It means the world to us.