Heart Songs

I’ve recently had a scary incident with hypertension. After a 10-hour hospital visit, my doctor put me on two types of blood pressure medication to get my symptoms under control. It was a really scary day. Scary enough that I’ve replaced bacon with cheerios, and all beverages with water.

(I mean there are more changes, just trying to interject some humor)

I took 4 days off of work and went to St. Lewis to see my family. I was really in need of some downtime. I could joke and say that visiting my family didn’t help much with the blood pressure… lol… because it didn’t… but truly, it was nice to be with mom and dad for a while. I live within a 6-hour drive of them, pending road conditions, but it seems like I never get to see them.

Here are some pics from my visit.

Be well;

M.

 

 

Raymond

Dear Ray,
I had Mary Brown’s for supper. Today I was really lost. The last time I saw you, you were lying on your belly watching Beverly Hills Cop with Jane and I. I promised I wouldn’t eat Mary Browns again until you could, in solidarity. Today, I ate it just to honour you, I know your workdays on Friday ended with that. I felt like mentioning you to the teller but I was afraid they wouldn’t recognize you by name and I didn’t want to start crying again at the thought that someone didn’t know you or didn’t remember, because you’re so hard to forget.
I’ll never forget how much you made everyone laugh. You took every situation put in front of you and made jokes out of it, in the best way. I hate that I’m writing this letter in the past tense, I still can’t believe you’ll never make me laugh again and that I won’t get to hug you at the end of my work day. You’ll never know how much it meant to me that every day you ended it by saying goodbye to me 4 or 5 different times as you went around collecting all the things you wanted to bring home, and that every time you’d hug me and say “have a good evening but i’ll probably be talking to you again later anyway!” (and you did). There’s not many people in the world like you.
You made even the most tense of situations feel like they were bearable. If it meant being angry with me, being sad with me, or going to the store and buying Red Bull and dill pickle chips.
So many people love you Ray, I hope you know how much you’ve made an impact on many people’s lives. I don’t know how to end this letter, there’s a lot more I wish I had time to say to you while I had the chance. I can never thank you enough for all the selfless things you’ve done for me over the years, and I’ll always consider you one of my best friends. My work husband lol. I love you and miss you, and will think of you always.

Tight lines,
Mandy Joy

The end of summer?

Not a very creative title I know. While I don’t enjoy the heat, I’m afraid winter is approaching too quickly. Last October we had our first snowfall around the middle of the month and it stayed… we had winter here from mid-October to the end of May. There was still a lot of snow in some parts throughout June as well.

Here’s some photos from the end of August, and the very beginning of September.

I’ll be back again soon.

M.