Moo
Who me? I found cows in a dell on my way to The Dells.
Have I mentioned my love for the GPS? There's a busy interstate highway beyond that line of trees. I was headed there, per the plotted GPS route, when I saw the sign for a Rustic Road and, almost involuntarily, made a quick right-hand turn.
"Recalculating..."
That's like music to my ears.
I don't want to go anywhere without the GPS these days.
Last Sunday, driving to Grandma's funeral, I kicked myself for not having grabbed it. I've driven to or been driven to that small town countless times over the past 50 years. I could do it with my eyes closed -- but I don't; in fact, I still look for and see things that are no longer there:
- "Bob Inn"
- "Kringel's"
- "Club 45"
- "Ruth's Reweaving"
- "Pappy's Place"
- "Rainbow Supper Club"
- "Dog 'n Suds"
I re-live unspoken feelings of childhood panic every time I drive around a particular hillside curve; trees have now grown tall enough to obscure the view, but my mind's eye still sees nothing but blue sky beyond the guardrail, and a long way down. Perhaps foreshadowing my difficulty navigating over high, curvy and/or mountainous roads, I'd always hold my breath and worry that Dad wouldn't make the turn (for no particular reason, he's a very good driver!) and that we'd go sailing into the wild blue yonder. Nevertheless, I have a feeling of relief every single time.
Anyway, I had time for some extra-curricular driving on Sunday, off the beaten, well-known path -- and with the GPS, I'd have been able to get back on track and to the church on time.
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In a funk. Blog, Twitter, Facebook, Ravelry; integration, communication; knitting, cooking, gardening; happiness, sadness; flowers, rhubarb; my house; so many thoughts of Grandma (and the tears have finally decided to come... TODAY) and Grandpa, my other Grandma and Grandpa, the end; love and luck; health and wealth; moving; my parents, my self, my family, my kids; old, young; beginnings.
Among other things.
*sigh* Is it 5:00 yet? I am ready for the weekend now.

Hi Vicki,
I'm very sorry for the loss of your Grandmother. I know how difficult it can be. And I can completely understand the thoughts.. so many constant thoughts that are hard to sort and sift through. What to share, what to keep to yourself. It is very difficult, sometimes to know what to do with all those shifting thoughts. I hope that things improve for you soon.
blessings
~*~
Posted by: Laura | 18 June 2010 at 12:38 PM
Some times. . . are just more . . . thought-full than others. Go with the flow. Keep taking . . . the road not taken. And take on the GPS words as your new motto: "Recalculating!" :-)
Posted by: Kym | 18 June 2010 at 02:52 PM
Sending bit cyber hugs your way, my friend. You've been on a roller coaster for some time. Happy Weekend!!! Take are of yourself.
Posted by: margene | 18 June 2010 at 03:41 PM
*hugs*
Posted by: noricum | 19 June 2010 at 01:18 AM