Day 1

Last day of Taylor’s final: DONE!!!! YEAH!!! How did we celebrate? We cleaned the yard for spring. Isn’t that what everyone does to celebrate? Well, technically we did make a Menard’s run for more cleaner and tubs, so we stopped for Taco Bell–that counts for going out for dinner, right? It’s been a while…. .

Every spring the landscaping has to be cleaned up, old growth pulled, weeds, and the sticks gathered weeks earlier are usually dry enough to burn. Ahhhh…the spring burn pile.

Taylor and I have shared the spring and fall burn pile every since she was three. Archie usually helped create the pile, whether by raking, or picking up stick, but when it came to the burning, sometimes we shared a bonfire and sometimes he had other things to do. Taylor and I love the smell, the warmth, the dancing flames, the time together, it’s all good :).

Last fall, just when Arch started having back issues, it was a long burning bonfire. I tended the fire raking in scragglers, spreading out thick cluster that couldn’t get air, and just enjoyed watching the flames dance in the dark. Arch and Taylor were with me but decided they needed a pop to cut the smoke that had followed them from one side of the fire to the other.

When they came back they were laughing because they opted for McyD’s ice cream cones, too. They saved some for me but it was dripping and running. Archie told Taylor to go ahead and lick the part that was running down the cone (no way, Taylor doesn’t share things that have been licked, drinken out of, etc). No prob, Archie was licking away and Taylor thought it was a hoot when he handed me what was left of my ice cream, both were giggling.

We were laughing about that memory, but recognized that was the last bone fire with Dad. We can’t change that, but at least it was a good memory.

I told Taylor: a year from now I don’t want to be talking about the bon-fire from two years ago, because we are making a memory NOW, too. We will talk about the bon-fire with Dad, but we need to figure out how we are going to remember THIS bon-fire with a positive memory, in ADDITION to the last.

This spring’s bon-fire was tended by Taylor, that’s a first. I was cleaning each and every rubber patio square, getting ready for her college graduation. It was A LOT of hard work, but we made memories watching Max “Lay-out” on the clean squares, then move across the patio as more were clean, like he was “breaking in” each area to “lay-out” in. He was hilarious.

We are going to remember this as the “Bon-fire for graduation”. It was very different from the past, but still a good day, just good in a different way.

We also discussed today how we have to stop measuring everything as “BD” or “AD”, before Dad died and after Dad died. Life has not ended, it just feels like it. We also spoke of, as of TODAY, Taylor’s life has completely changed.

Today was Taylor’s first day of Study FREEDOM. The first day EVER to think,”I will never have to do homework again….ever (unless someday she decides to get her masters–but that’s a big “if”). She won’t EVER have to worrying about going “back” to “finish” her education–that will not be a pressure for her future. She said she doesn’t even know how to feel, but said she has already noticed a pressure lifting. I am excited for her.

Isaiah 43:19 “Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.”

Taylor’s been in the desert for a while, I guess we both have. God says He will make a river for us and a way in our wilderness.

This is Day 1.

 

Author: Tracy Cook

Widowed one week before our 27th wedding anniversary, Heavenly Dad continues to carry me, now blessing me with a second chance for love.

2 thoughts on “Day 1”

  1. I learned 21 years ago, when my mom passed, that making memories everyday was so important.
    Prayers continued 🙏

  2. 👍🏻. Congrats on finishing the final, Taylor – and both of you for making new memories together! Love you both!

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