I have not been very active on my blog lately, and for that I apologize. I posted the first day of this year, but have not done much since then.
We got a good contract on our home and will be closing on it in less than two weeks. We drove from Arizona to Missouri this week dragging our travel trailer behind the car. For a week before leaving we watched the weather forecast to see if we could drive through northern Arizona and New Mexico. Many times there are a lot of snow storms in that area. The weather forecast looked good all the way from the Phoenix home to our Missouri home. We were good to go.
We had only a few days to plan the trip as our buyers requested an earlier closing date than originally scheduled, and we were happy to oblige them. I have realized I am not a great winter camper of travel trailers. When the trailer is an attachment, it gets cold while we are driving through the winter temperatures. Through northern Arizona and New Mexico the trip was a dream. Then as we are driving through Oklahoma, the winds got gusty, and blizzard conditions for western Missouri were being predicted. All I wanted was to get to the Missouri home and hunker down for a while until closing.
Not so fast. We chose to take an extra day—just in case. Our itinerary would have us arriving at our home in Fulton while it was dark. Not knowing the weather conditions, and having a driveway that goes downhill to our house, is not the conditions we wanted in pulling a trailer behind us. Better safe than sorry, as they say, whoever “they” are. Our good neighbor went to our home, and cleaned the driveway so we could easily come in on Saturday morning. We spent an extra night at an RV park in Springfield, MO. As we left for Fulton, the snow was a couple inches, but the roads were clear and dry.
I will have the house sale behind me. I have completed all the quilts I needed to make on a deadline. I see smooth sailing coming into 2021. I may have time to write blogs. In fact, I shall make a commitment to write blogs. I commit to being more consistent this year. I don’t want stop communicating. I want my stories for my family and anyone else out there who might find hope or inspiration from them. I hope my writings will give you a good laugh, bring a good memory back for you, or reinforce something you needed to hear again.
This past year, 2020, was a rough one. For those of us retired, it didn’t change much other than having to be really careful not to get sick. Others have lost jobs. Many people have lost loved ones. We had the most contentious election I have ever seen, and I am not sure what we are going to see from that. The president-elect says he wants to unify, but it looks like his friends in congress have no desire to do so.
As we move into 2021, I cannot guarantee that life will be easier, but I hope we will find ways to make it sweeter, be it in memories, in helping others, or in standing side by side with our neighbor.
I would like to again say, “Happy New Year,” but I won’t. Instead I will say, “I hope you find real peace and contentment in 2021.” I will be there to stand by you and hopefully give you something to make you feel better, even if it is just for a brief moment. Those moments can add up, if we are willing to see the positive.