Well we find out through Lance that his dad had been kicked by a heifer...Had I heard it from him...no that really isn't how the shepherd rolls! So I call him and say how's it going. He says okay. I say is there anything you want to tell me. So then he says my son "ratted me out"! Well at this point I really am not sure how much pain he is in because those who know Tim know he can tolerate quite a bit of pain. He says go ahead and eat up there but the heifer that kicked him is due to calve so he might need some help. Still really doesn't say alot about how bad. So we eat "dinner" (this is a topic of debate depending on age and environment as to what meal is dinner) so I will say supper....even though Izzy and I shared breakfast!!
My "favorite" son-in-law decides that since they are both off on Saturday that they will come down as well on Friday night and help out. I must say that gestures such as this touch a mother's heart when her kids say we will be there for you. So we all head off in the fog for home sweet home! By the time that the "girls" ride gets there, the guys are all out in the barn. So Izzy and I go in and watch on the "lamb cam". She can see her P-pa and is not impressed that he is hanging around out there and not coming in. To which she yells at the tv, "POP! POP! and then motions for him to come here. To which P-pa hasn't acknowledged seeing her through the television...so she shakes her fist to give him a "knuckle sandwich".
Also, Sunday we head down to do some work at the cows and of course check out the new bull! Firecracker LOVES this and I laughed so hard at how she would try to imitate the cows sounds.
|Decked out in her cammo future hunting princess cap.|
|Moving around some WILD cows!|
|Uncle "LaLa" has my hat but by have the stick!|
So then BACK to bed, catch a few winks, and then time to go out and do chores. Well the shepherd is going to go along and tell me what to do. Another one of those if you know him, know that is a difficult task for him to just watch. We make it through chores and I go and get ready for work and Grandpa comes to pick him up to go check cows! They go and take care of all of that and Grandpa helps with chores!
Which brings me back to FAMILY. I went the next day to my kitchen table and there sets a cribbage board in my spot. Tim and his dad had played cribbage while waiting until chore time and time to go to the doc. And I realize how blessed I am to have such "family". Not just those related by blood but those that are family none the less. I stop and give thanks for special time that Tim spent with his Dad. Those moments that we should all cherish. Time spent with our kids who came to help out!
And as I sit at my kitchen table I realize how blessed I am. I think that the day before Tim and his father were here at this table spending time. The days before my precious granddaughter sat in her special chair at that very spot. Surrounded by my kids and husband. And I think in that chair it was where my mom used to sit when she would come over and I think how this kitchen table is such a symbol of what is important to me in my life. My time with God, my time with family, and time with friends! I am so blessed.
The shepherd is healing up even though I am driving "greeny" (clutch) and still helping doing chores....another blog in and of itself!!! So thanks for all the prayers and offers of help. We are blessed indeed! lyp
|Gotta love that Firecracker and her P-PA!|
I had written this earlier and was going to look back over it before I posted it. But in between times, I found out that a very special man, Curtis Ball, passed away tonight. I went to be with FAMILY! Another reminder of the fact that we do not know how long we have...but watched a special family continue to bond together loving a special "shepherd" in their life! God be with you! lyp