Lots of stuff have changed since my last blog…selling my house, my impending move, losing one of my dearest friends in a tragedy, and waiting impatiently for my other dear friend to wake from the same tragedy. Change is inevitable, heartache and loss cannot be avoided, but damn 2020, you’ve shaken the world up.
I’ll address the tragedy first. When I got the call while I was visiting my home and my human in Wyoming, it was surreal. A sudden loss is always a blow. The aftermath that followed and continues to follow is draining at times. But the hope is inspiring and has been the positive thread needed to keep folks from falling apart at the seams.
I won’t discuss the details. I will make one plug though. For those who feel the need to reach out to the independents of victims to seek out updates, you have no idea how inappropriate this comes across. Especially those who may have been a fleeting light in the victims life. Just don’t do it. Period. Again, I continue to pray the world is looking up for my friend.
The second topic…the move. The impatience of being reunited and at the same time respecting dutiful timelines of ending jobs, closing on properties, and saying goodbyes are a necessary task that must be achieved in order to make the move the best for all.
My bonus little humans will be the hardest to be separated from. The little humans that give me hugs and beg me to not leave are the ones that will always have a piece of my heart and thus, the distance is just that. It’s space between times when I’ll get to hug them again. They tell me I’ve made a difference to them, but the reality is, they’ve made a positive difference in my life.
The job I left yesterday, was an extraordinary opportunity to do work that doesn’t feel like work for people who are underserved. The team I worked with left me with a profound message reinforcing that I must keep my hope for humanity. That they have value and worth and no matter what happens, keep telling people they are worth it!!
The next few weeks will most likely vacillate between flying by and turtle slow but it will always be interesting. The driving, the flying, the dogs, the humans, and the goodbyes. But mostly I look forward to the next whiskey momma adventure.
My human in the mountains, the next group of humans I get to serve and support, and of course mine and the bonus kids and friendships that I’ll have while staring at the most beautiful views while I smoke meat and sip my pour.
As always, to be continued…~WM~
Whiskey Momma 