We went for a drive yesterday afternoon - I'll be driving to Graysriver Friday to spend time with my sleuth sisters … and I wanted to show Holland where I'd be holed up for three hours before heading back home. While we were in the neighborhood, I also wanted to show him the Eden Valley Cemetery where our bodily remains will be when our spirits are eventually released: the plots are paid for, and Holland will be there too if and when that time comes before The Rapture. After that show and tell event, I'd drive us back home via Raymond-Pe Ell-& Vader. Vader is Holland's familial stomping grounds; but it's been a while since he's been over the KM, through Raymond, or thru Pe Ell. This daytrip would be fun :-)
I dressed casual (very casual), and got my face on …
Then we gassed up at Baker's Corner, and stopped at Wal*Mart to buy a smaller cooler than the ones in the shed; we wanted to take some picnic stuff and didn't need the large coolers.
There were snow patches along the KM, but the road was clear; so driving that way again Friday should be a snap 😉
When we got to Graysriver, I drove over the Covered Bridge Loop: I didn't think Holland has ever been there, so it was fun to show him something that I've enjoyed since my teen years.
Holland did say later that he had never been over the Covered Bridge, so that was a fun {1st} :-)
We saw scads of Bald-headed Eagles - they were e.v.e.r.y.w.h.e.r.e., and Holland spotted them before I did.
Holland had never been to Eden Valley, either: another 1st.
What I saw at the cemetery had me shaking MAD.
I was literally shaking all over when I saw the shepherd hooks with the flowers still in the memorial vases, with the flowers I had bought and arranged for our family plots still in them … stuck alongside headstones that were not Bob's Grandparent's - or Bob's Father!
I had been told by heather smalley, in August of last year, that "anything other than headstones were no longer allowed on gravesites"; the smalley's even removed the makers I had on our plot, and then told me I could not put them back up: a wrought iron stake to mark Bob's actual cremains placement, as well as flower arrangements I had made - as well as the shepherd hooks I had placed on Grandpa & Grandma Smalley & Bob Hargand Sr's gravesites.
And here we were faced with MY THINGS ON OTHER PEOPLE'S GRAVES. Obviously, the smalley's think it's perfectly okay to steal things off our plot and place them on others.
It's not only disrespectful, it's actually criminal.
Of all the freaking nerve!!
My '"Work A Miracle for Me Lord" Post: https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/08/work-miracle-for-me-lord-eden-valley.html
Holland last year - during that hellish period of my life with the hellish smalley clan, had listened to my prayer concerning this distressing situation, and offered to drive me to the cemetery to lift Bob's cremains and move them as heather smalley demanded; heather also called me a liar when I said the shepherd hooks I had bought had been stolen. I didn't know Holland at that time (other than his obvious flirting 😉) … so I politely declined his offer and handled the situation the only way I knew: I mentally flipped heather the flying bird, and permanently closed that chapter of my life.
Follow-up Post - 'Chapter Closed' Post: https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2022/08/chapter-closed.html
It was a shock to see my hooks and memorial vases so brazenly showcased at other people's gravesites.
I only drove back there this afternoon to show Holland where our plot was, in case he has to ferry my cremains there some day - I am six years older than Holland, and there is a very real possiblity that if The Rapture continues to be delayed, he will have to ferry my cremains to the cemetery. There is room for Holland there, also, so we are planning towards that. The plots have been purchased and paid in full - one several years before Bob passed in 2018 … and I bought 3 following, in 2019. I basically bought up an entire plot block; I want Holland included in the Plot Block alongside me also, since I now carry his last name, and my New Name is hyphenated. New headstones will have to be ordered, rewritten, and replaced: Bob, Me, Holland.
Holland is a good man; he defused my anger and came up with a wonderful solution to the smalley small-mindedness. I cried with gratitude when my new husband told me how he intends to fix this cemetery mess concerning my first husband. Holland shows more respect for Bob than his family does and he never knew Bob (this new man of mine oozes love for me); and when he hugged me, my emotions were shakin' in a good way 😉 Elohim has been very generous in blessing me with Holland's love.
Which brings to mind something I read on a FB Page about love - it was put forward as "the 3 stages of love"; I have only ever experienced the 3rd stage, when it comes to love. I thank Elohim for protecting me, and only gifting my life with the best :-)
My first love crossed my path when I was 10 yo/he was 18 and didn't even know I was alive … he crossed my path again when I was 17 - and he was noticing me then 😍: we married 5 months later: none of the loves posted describe what we shared. We were married for 44 years before his physical death in December 2018. My second love is described in the 3rd Love posted below - and I married him this January 7th, 2023: I wasn't looking, and suddenly there he was. I am blessed beyond measure by this 2nd love of mine ❤
I do not recognized the 1st or 2nd {love} described. To me, love isn't infatuation; which always leads to disappointment: real, true, love is a wholesome knock-out-punch that hits hard and fast, and you are in deep before you even know you've been sucked in 😉 I've only known good love. Mindless lust, abuse of any kind, lies, betrayal, constant drama and painful damage (physical, emotional, or spiritual) is NOT "love". Just sayin' folks.
We drove home via the Raymond-Pe Ell Route, laughing and talking the whole way.
When we got to the pullout where I usually stop and park awhile, I was glad to see that it was clear of trash and burned out cars. I didn't like seeing that last year - and being a woman alone, I didn't stop there again until now. Now, I am not a woman alone. Now, the pullout is being monitored and kept clean again. So, we pulled in and ate our lunch. And we walked around a bit to work out the kinks. Walking back to the Highlander over the loose gravel, I could feel my body bouncing in various places, and started laughing when that song 'Shakin' All Over' went through my thoughts 😉
As we passed through Vader, we decided to visit 'The Ranch' - the Redmill homestead. It's a nice country drive.
It's also high in the hills and was a bit on the chilly side while we were walking around the property: we were shaking all over before we got back to the Highlander.
Driving up to our home later, I could see that Spring is showing itself despite the lingering snowy weather. I could also see that I need to stay home more this year, and tend to home chores 😉
