You know, I love my life!
Listening to great blues at the Waterfront Blues Festival, beer in hand. Hanging with friends. What more could I want out of life?
Rasjad
Eleven family members show up this weekend to help us get our house ready to sell. They came from far and wide; from Santa Fe NM, Winthrop WA, Seattle and Portland proper. Lionel and his girlfriend Alina. my brother Craig, his two sons Shia & Kiva, his ex-wife Olivia, cousin Will, my niece Alicia, her fiance Andrew and their three kids Ava, Alexi, and Daniel. Wow! Amazing what eleven people can accomplish in a few days.
Enjoy the pictures!
Alina and Lexi washing windows.
Will and Shia getting the sprinklers working.
Andrew, Alicia and Daniel cleaned out the attic.
Olivia, Ava and Susannah fixing lunch.
Lionel and Kiva on a dump run.
Me and Lionel in a selfie.
Me getting the dump run together!
I’ve struggled on how to end this sequence of four essays. Where I thought I’d end up isn’t where I ended up (I think that’s a metaphor for my life right now). I’ve had no life altering epiphany.
So I think I’ll end with a series of random thoughts, in no particular order.
Alright guys I’ve been talking about this and wanting one ever since the concept was out there. In the past this was just “cool” but for me in the future it may mean the difference between total dependence and a measure of independence. I only hope I’ll be around long enough to get one that accommodates an electric wheelchair! Check it out. Total unadulterated cool factor!
My body failing, I contemplate.
Only one body; only one soul.
One of many.
Rejoice in the new day!