On love and potatoes

I was talking with a cousin I haven't seen in some time. He is not married and has no significant other....he has no children...no certain career, yet he is happy and in love with life. He lives for his nephews and nieces and thrives for the simple reason that he breathes and is able to enjoy this life he has been blessed with.
He tells me he feels complete.
I believe we are all different in what we may seek and what makes us complete is up to us. Marriage does not make you complete, nor does having children....a high paying job......a sports car and a fat wallet......
When your heart feels near to bursting and you could not imagine one thing in this world you need. When you love yourself exactly as you are.
I think perhaps then you are complete.

Lately I've been having strange dreams. Some nights they are nightmares about some traumatic events I survived....other nights I'm in the arms of old loves.

I remember my first boyfriend. I was eight and he was about eighteen.
He worked on the ranch and I remember sitting on the fence admiring him as he prodded the cattle on through the gate. I was just a little squirt to him....oh but it was love. Seriously now....I still love every man who has ever come into my life and held a special place in my heart.

I already knew this, but just today I thought on it for a bit and came to the conclusion that it is what it is and I accept it.
Loving comes easy to me. I don't know why and I don't want to question it anymore.
I love and that's who I am.


My daughter often tells me I need to toughen up. There are people who are unkind.
They say and do things that I would never do. My girlie tells me I should be this way in return. You know what? It's just not me.

When I was 16 years old I went through something no young girl should ever go through. But I'm ok and I forgave them long ago. That's how it has always been with me. I get through it and I move on.

Things in my life are not always as I would hope them to be...but I'm alive and I am so very blessed.
Tonight I'm not half as eloquent as I would like to be as I haven't slept well lately. (darn dreams) I do however have a point.

It's ok to forgive. Accept prople for who they are and that they are doing the best that they know how to do.

It doesn't help in any way to carry anger, regret, or wonder what could have..... should have..... would have been.



so....lets talk about what I've been harvesting
from my garden aka the local deer buffet.