Beginnings Again

I know I tend to harp on my physical limitations but nothing bring these limitations to the my realizations as to the amount I am able to help out on thing around the house or for others. Case in point is that my son, Mark A is moving this weekend. I wish I could have been of more use. It seems a number pf the folks he had asked for help in moving flaked out for for one reason or another. So, he and Kristy and his brother-in-law did the job. The best I could do was offer morel support and funds if funds were needed. Lucky for me funds were not needed. Mark A had a U-haul for part of the job but had to give the truck before he had to move the washer and dryer. I was not able coordinate with him like I would have liked since I was in Park City for the retreat Thursday and Friday. Luck smiled on us though and we were able to use my van for the appliances. This was a tight fit—I was worried that the wheelchair lift would make the side entry to the van to narrow but with the help of Esau, his brother–in-law , the two were able lift the washer and dryer high enough to slide them right in. In that instant my disability guilt was removed. I had purpose. I had the van. I felt like a dad. I do not have enough of these moments. I don’t know how many times my dad helped me move, work on my vehicles or build things I needed like ramps to houses, widen bathrooms doors so I could get through with my wheelchairs and always to be there for the 10,20 or even the hundred dollar “loan” I would request to get through to the end of the month or another emergency which might arise. I doubt that I am that helpful but I try.

I am currently cooking a roast beef dinner for them. Its almost done I hope they like it.

Yesterday, Dianne to Auni to the State Fair, I used the excuse that Mark A needed me round—I might be able to help—to avoid going. Dianne had challenged her self to stay the WHOLE day at the fair. She really likes theAnimals and exhibits. Auni is at the age now where they are each others pals so they went off to the fair together and I did not see them again till 11:30 when I heard them come in. They did the animals, assorted rides, exhibitions, concerts and the rodeo. I have included various image from their days events.

Auni showing off the blue ribbon she won pig betting at the pig races one of two blue ribbons won.


Auni on the dragon ride

Auni and "Slim" the pony ride cowboy. "Slim" was there last year and it must have felt like coming home to Auni. Her favorite pony nephi was there too.
Nephi is the pony Auni is riding on the far left or above

I have been pondering my wellingness to socially isolate myself more and more these days. I am a bit of an old coot these days. I like to stay home and avoid crowds and events like the fair. I have felt some guilt over the years. I would have gone for some of it…maybe but Dianne wanted to do a marathon day. I know I would have been way to crabby and eventually I would have cut everyone’s day and fun short. Now, I have my Auni who loves to spend time with Grandma with or with out grandpa—she seems to have an inherent understanding that the old man has limits and is willing to step in. Thanks Anakah—I owe you some roses.