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Ten Degrees and Getting Colder

  Cold Sunrise   That's just the name of the song written by Gordon Lightfoot.  It was actually -13 F when I got up this morning (wind chill -24).  Tucson may have pulled back into the lead!  There's a lot of weighing pros and cons of Colorado vs Arizona by the wood stove.  Not much else to report. I did enjoy a few games of pool and a beer with my brother this week.  We don't get together very often, so it's good to try to keep the lines of communication open, especially with my mother celebrating her 86th birthday next month.  He lives in Milwaukee and just started semi-retirement.  Our opposing politics and lifestyles keep things very casual and surface-level.  Not that there's anything wrong with that.   It's important to find common ground.  He and his wife have started going to concerts and recently saw the Steve Miller Band.  Music is one of our common interests.      

Lost Year

I was reading another blog earlier this week, and the author made a point that resonated with me.  In many ways, this is a lost year.  That doesn't mean that I haven't had some good times, but it sure hasn't been normal.  

I've been fortunate during the last two years to take long camping trips with the Scamp during the spring and fall.  Neither one happened this year.  I tried to make up for that this summer by taking shorter trips and staying closer to home.  That was okay, but even that is coming to an end.  

Two things are working against me right now. As a full time caregiver for the foreseeable future, I only have two nights off.  One of those nights is Friday, and I haven't had any luck finding camping reservations for a Friday night.  

Second, many campgrounds are closing down for the season, making the number of available campsites even on Thursday night problematic.  

Even if I could find a campsite, the trails have been very busy on Fridays and Saturdays.  While Covid numbers are down for many parts of the country, things are bad in Wisconsin right now. We are experiencing a 50% uptick in cases, along with record hospitalizations and deaths.  

I have no photos for this week.  I checked my phone for "possibles", but then I remembered that nearly all of my walks this week happened before dawn. It is what it is.  I'll try to do better next week.


Comments

greg said…
I've not beem all that thrilled to have my camping curtailed this year either, but on the other hand it has been a time for me to reassess, reevaluate, and reprioritize, and I'm not unhappy with the direction that is pointing me as I prepare for life after Covid.
Brewed Journey said…
I’m trying, but I still have some work to do in those areas.
MFH said…
I "lost" a year and a half hiring, firing and supervising the caregivers for Michelle's mom as she died, but the memories of that time provide a savor that lets me know my time here -- on this planet -- was not wasted. I can only wish you the same as you continue to share the love of your family and care for your son.

Too selfish to have children and knowing I'd never make a good Dad (too German, you know), the memories of watching my daughter -- who came with my first marriage -- grow up, continue to prompt wonder about how she has fared.

You, I predict, will experience an enviable measure of satisfaction like no other. And the unrealized travels will be an irrelevant episode supplanted by an expanded awareness of the power of love. You're a lucky man; but I know, it's sometimes hard to appreciate.
John said…
Thanks for your comments, Michael. We all have paths to live. Sometimes, that path, by our choices, takes us to unexpected places. I'm entering a tough month, and the challenge is to avoid burnout and let all of that love shine through. Like most fathers and sons, Justin and I have our moments of friction that can make the job less pleasant. Most of the time, we get along well. Full-time caregiving doesn't give much room for any friction.

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