Forty-five

I don’t mean to disappoint, By using the title “Forty-five” you might have thought this was a post directed at our 45th president. It is not.

On this day, forty-five years ago, in a matter of minutes, I was no longer Karen Olstrom but became Karen Kirby. Though my name had changed, it would take us a lifetime to morph into “one”.

Despite this fact, we have always loved each other. Some people learn the morphing process right away. Some of us take a while.

Even though I love to chat, I am not a good communicator. Leonard can communicate decisively, boldly, bluntly, truthfully…the list could go on. As a sensitive soul, I don’t always handle this well.

After forty-five years of marriage and 2-1/2 years of dating, I appreciate our differences. We have grown. Our Ying and Yang relationship has brought us here. Where I fail, he steps in. Where he’s a little too harsh, I try to balance. A series of ups and downs have constituted our life together.

Some of those valleys have been when we’ve lost those who were ever so special to us. When we have lost those dear to us, we say to ourselves, “Life is short. Cherish each moment.” Gradually, moment by moment, we don’t cherish each day. We get irritated by something that really doesn’t matter or take days for granted.

Waitress took our pic.

Despite our differences, we are united on the things that matter most:

We have always loved each other.

Our love for and pride of our children and grandchildren knows no bounds.

Our belief in God.

Our general beliefs about morality and the world we live in.

I am thankful for this man that I call my husband…this man that I have loved since being captivated by his humor, when I was eighteen.

When I hear the doctor really emphasizing, how lucky he was to be alive! I am thankful!

I pray that I will be better at cherishing moments. We are not promised even our next breath.

On this day, the 45th anniversary of being wed, we…

Took a hike at 7 Bridges Nature Trailhttps://www.alltrails.com/trail/us/michigan/seven-bridges-trail, walked through the flea market and craft show at the Kalkaska Trout festival and ended with a delicious meal at https://www.trouttowntavern.com/

So Good

God is so good to us! We are so lucky to have a God that cares and gives us so many blessings! Yesterday, we went fishing. God provided so much for us. The beauty of Northern Michigan, fish and vegetables to sustain.

A couple years ago, it was so hard to get canning lids. I purchased some online and they have not proved to be good quality. Last night, while processing tomatoes, I was removing a jar that had one of those lids. When I placed it on the counter, the lid blew off!! 😳 Boiling tomatoes came out of that jar with such force!! All over the counter, walls, appliances, floor and unfortunately, on my hand and lower arm. I immediately rinsed off the tomatoes with cold water and applied lavender oil. I kept a bag of frozen corn on it for awhile. It was quite painful. This morning, the pain is gone and I have just a few areas where I missed putting lavender oil on that have blistered. I am so thankful that I had lavender oil on hand. Lucky!!!

Despite this mishap, I feel so lucky and blessed for God’s provision and that I didn’t have my face down there!

One thing I find interesting, is that I never felt I had anything in common with my grandmother. This year, as I ponder things… I find that we do have some similarities.

When I was 10 years old, my grandmother slipped on a rug and fell into her bathroom. Our dog, “Lucky” snuggled up to her all night keeping her warm in the old farm house. In the morning, she crawled across the large farmhouse kitchen and pulled herself up the refrigerator where the phone was kept on top to call us for help. She had broken her hip. Similarly, when I fell in our driveway, I crawled to our shed and pulled myself up the upright freezer and I also had broken my hip.

My grandmother always had a brown spot on her cheek. When asked about it, she claimed that a pressure cooker blew up in her face while canning. Her face was burned but she applied a Swedish liniment that she called Pitsi and the brown spot was an area that she had missed. Hmm. Similar! In any case, we have much to be thankful for.

Moments in Time

Some moments in time to bring joy to my heart. Over the last few weeks, I’ve had the pleasure of some enjoyable moments, from nature…

To family and friends…

To my daughter sharing this pic of this car with me because I like Smiley Faces.

Yes, we are the lucky ones to have friends, family and beautiful landscapes to enjoy!

Never say Never!

I have all my life stated that I would not venture out on a frozen lake. I’ve seen all the devastating shows of people falling through the ice and being trapped. I have to tell you, that doesn’t sound like my cup of tea…

And yet, today I went beyond my comfort zone and went ice fishing with Leonard. It wasn’t TOO bad.

Also got to video chat while in the shelter with our grandsons. 🥰

In conclusion, we were once again lucky. (Lucky we didn’t fall through the ice!)

My Heart Grows

My heart Grows three times with pride Everytime I have the opportunity to watch my bro perform. I got that opportunity tonight!

Heart of Gold
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