Our lives have changed so much since January 7th, 2023 ... New Marriage/New Life: the blending of two into one, gets dicey at times - daily life on the road adds more dicey complications. This is our story of our life in our 5th wheel RV Home. I post about anything & everything, and if what I post can help someone else, I'm glad for the experience. But from sunrise to sunset, we live our Life for US.
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Friday, May 16, 2025
ENDANGERED SPECIES DAY~2025
Pro-Life Journalist PUNCHED for Exposing Planned Parenthood
LIFE IS SHORT: LIVE IT
Holland slipped into bed around 3:15 A.M. this morning; and I was out of bed by 3:25 A.M.
I had been hovering between half-sleep & half-awake: I had been to fellowship yesterday, and Becky's sudden passing from this life to the next had been touched on - my sleepy cobweb thoughts were tangled up with thinking about Becky's Bobby, and the grieving that is happening now, at their house in Seal River … and those wondering thoughts morphed into flashbacks of my Bob, when he was in the process of shedding his earth body at the OHSU Hospital, in Oregon.
So, I kissed Holland and said I was having flashbacks; and that I was going to get up for a while - drink a mug of hot cocoa, and still my thoughts.
Bob & I married in 1974. I'm thinking Becky & Bobby married in 1976. Bob & I had been to Longview, shopping, and our daughter Stacey was about 9 months old: we were browsing through the Bon Marche store on Commerce, when we saw Becky & Bobby and stopped to chat with them (I knew Becky & Bobby, and Bob had worked with Bobby off and on). They didn't have any children with them - so, either they had left the absent child with grandma, or they hadn't started a family yet. Anyway - long story short: they had been married nearly 50 years when the Grim Reaper with his sickle, appeared on their radar. Fifty years is a long time to share one's life with another; Bobby & Becky were joined at the hip like Bob & I. The grieving runs deeper. The process is harder to lay to rest.
While I was drinking my cocoa, and waiting for the Sandman to pay a visit, I did a bit of scrolling through Blog Posts … when a May 16th posting from 4 years ago, came up. I read it; and smiled. My friends had been pestering me for months to start getting interested in men, again; they thought I should be dating, and couldn't understand why I wasn't interested in men, dating, or remarriage. They didn't understand - and I couldn't put my feelings into words that they could grasp. But this is what I posted to my Blog later that evening, following fellowship in Rosburg: {{Sunday - May 16th, 2021: If Elohei prompts me to seek companionship in another marriage; I won’t argue the point – I never argue with Elohim; I may balk, and I may drag my feet … but I never argue. I’m not actively advertising, either. If, and that is a very big “if” things go that way, it will have to be a ‘God thing’ – divinely orchestrated; and will have to ‘rock my world’ just like Bob’s sudden presence in my life did in 1974 – and every second of every day for the 44 years he shared his life and love with me.}}
Sunday, May 16, 2021~MARRIAGE/HEAVEN; EDEN VALLEY & A PEACOCK: https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/05/marriageheaven-eden-valley-peacock.html
I smiled reading that posting, because a year later, a divinely orchestrated meet did happen 😳😉, my future husband's exact words to me while we dated were - "this is a God thing, Baby" 🤝, remarriage did take place 😘; and my world was rocked 😍
Speaking of - the cocoa mug is empty, I'm feeling the Sandman's effects, and my world rocker is upstairs waiting for me to join him again. I can snuggle close to my big guy 👩❤️💋👨, safely close my eyes, and slip back into a relaxing, comforting 🛌; without reliving flashback memories.
Elohim is good 👍🕊️
He is good to me: and He has blessed me with a close companion 💞 that checks every box.
I am blessed 😇
Life is short, but thanks to Elohim's divine intervention in both Holland's life & mine - Life is good, again 💕






