Thursday, April 28, 2011

Take the Long Way Home

Early this morning I was driving back home after dropping Chris off at work and heard Roger's words in my head and after I went over the Valley Falls Bridge, I turned into the little hamlet and took the long way around to home instead of taking my usual route.

This song has always been one of my favorites, one whose words I know well, and one which applies to my life. All too frequently, we don't take the "long way home" and miss out on so many things we take for granted. Wife, mother, grandmother, full-time caregiver of an aging parent - my plate runneth over and there is little time for "me". I am grateful for music and for what it brings to my life.

Spring has long been my favorite season, the buds on the trees after a harsh winter and the birthing of new baby animals - horses, cows, goats, lambs - is so very beautiful and truly awesome. I know that word is so overused, awesome, but this truly is.

I will carry this song with me today. I know I am fortunate in being able to work each day at something I love and am passionate about. I hope that each of you will be able to take the long way home today too. ♥

Friday, April 1, 2011

Life's Majestic Moments

Yesterday Tony and I were driving up our road and saw the most beautiful thing in the neighboring property. A mama cow had just given birth, literally, to her little calf. She was licking all the birth sac from her little one and the afterbirth was still spilling out of her. It was so beautiful, I started to cry. Mama Cow kept eye contact with us while we watched for several minutes from a distance.

We went around the bend of the corner to the farmer's house but no one was home. We searched the barns, acreage, etc. but could find no one. Assuming that Mama Cow knew what she was doing (of course, because animals are just so instinctual and loving at the birth process), we went on our way to the store. When we returned 2 hours later, it was late afternoon and starting to get chilly.

Mama Cow was now lying down next to her babe, still licking away and giving much needed warmth to the calf. I knew she must be exhausted and most likely in need of nourishment and in the rapidly approaching dusk, must be getting cold. I don't believe for a minute that farm animals are "hardy" and don't feel the elements. Luckily, I knew the farmer's name and because she works at the same store that Chris does, I was able to give her a call. A short time later Tony drove back up the road and Mama and baby were both gone from the field.

I feel so blessed to have witnessed part of which was an amazing thing (and having actually helped our Katie Lala have her 10 pups many years ago, it is truly one of life's great moments.