This is the day … (part 2)

… that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.

Translation – I will put on my big girl panties and deal with it. Again.

Although today is a little bit easier to deal with than yesterday. Today is the one-year anniversary of my Dad going to be eternally with God. Eternally rejoicing, eternally praising, taking residence in his mansion, taking walks on those golden streets with his Dad and Mom, and Jesus, too! And I know one of these days, I’ll be there too 🙂

It’s just a reminder that he’s not with us anymore on this planet, and that’s a little sad.

Setback :(

And to top everything else off (I wrote the previous post a couple weeks ago and scheduled   it to post today), ALL my chickens that got moved to the back yard have moved on to their final reward, thanks to some unnamed predator 😦 And I was really enjoying watching my Ameracauna rooster strut around, too.

I do have 7 more biddies/bitties (baby chickens for those of you not from the south) on the front porch under a heat lamp at night – 3 pullets: 1 Ameracauna, 1 Rhode Island Red, and 1 Australorp, and 4 bantams – don’t know boys / girls or breeds, although 3 I highly believe to be BB Reds, and 1 is a feather footed something. Now to figure out how to predator proof the chicken coop in 2-3 more weeks so I can safely move them out there. Contemplating getting either a Golden Comet or a Barred Rock pullet – last 2 breeds we have in stock here at the hardware/feed store. Well, we still have lots of RIR’s, but I already have one of those.

‘Course, my 4 very stupid – very cute, but very stupid ducks are thriving! I promise a post of pics with the ducks eventually just because they are so cute. Might just be learning to like duck eggs, since whatever the predator is (possum is what we’re leaning towards) has left the ducks alone. Although, either way, still got another 4 months or so before either ducks start laying eggs, and another 5 or so before the biddies I have left start laying.

Signing off now,

Beth

This is the day …

… that the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it.

Translation – I will put on my big girl panties and deal with it.

Deal with the fact that today is the 2-year anniversary of the phone call that opened my eyes to the fact that the death knell had been tolled on my marriage. Deal with the fact that that phone call from his girlfriend signified one rejection from my husband, and lead to another rejection – I was willing to forgive, and he said “no;”  he wanted her, not me. Deal with the fact that while he pays child support and doesn’t complain about it, he also doesn’t have anything to do with our son, and doesn’t appear to want to. Deal with listening to my son ask for a new Daddy, one who wants to play baseball with him in the backyard, and take him fishing, and just do all those father/son things that (God bless him!) my sister’s husband is doing with Teddy, and showing him what a father’s love is supposed to look like. Deal with the fact that yesterday my sister and her husband moved several states away, and Teddy will once again not have a consistent male presence in his life.

Dear God,

Please, please, please give me Your strength to get through this day, this time, this era in my life. Help me to be the best Mom I can be for my son. Provide Teddy once again with somebody to look up to and play ball with and go fishing with and do “guy stuff” with that Mama’s just aren’t good at.  Thank you for the men in the church who do help out as their family responsibilities allow.

Amen