As just a few minutes are left of this date, I remember my sweet husband, Richard, who would be 77 years old today. He was a gem, no doubt. Shared laughter was the glue that held us together.
"You've got to find the humor in everything," he often reminded me.
While he drew his ending breaths (cancer suffocated the life out of him), he heard me in the middle of a giggle-fit while my sister and I recalled a youthful adventure. He, nor I, would have had it any other way.
I've had a wonderful day today, highlighted by remembering him. Grateful he was born and that I had the privilege of knowing him for 14 years. What a gift...
The 2017 Wallowa County Visitor Guide will come out any day now. I was assigned to write an article about the lifestyle here. When I first sat down to write it, in 30 minutes I broke down in tears.
"This is like trying to describe God in 1000 words," I bemoaned to myself. "There's so much to say!"
I realized I was attempting to describe the Wallowa County Lifestyle experienced by each resident. That I could not do, because each person's interests and experiences here are as diverse as the scenery anywhere you go.
I could only write about my own experiences and perceptions, knowing that any of my neighbors, friends or acquaintances would say, "That's not what living here is like for me."
I can't say I'm apologizing for my article ahead of time. Nor is this an excuse. It's more of an explanation of how the article came about.
My readers know I enjoy Wallowa Life here as much as anyone. To open my curtains as the rising sun tips the Wallowa Mountains. To awaken to quail crows and wave to neighbors walking their dogs. To step outside late at night to watch the stars with the river echoing several blocks away. Who could not love this place? This place I call home. I am so grateful.
A 50-something woman comes home to a place she's never been before.