Kentucky woke up and remembered it's still winter. As a state she does spring so magnificently that who can blame her if she drifts back to it whenever her mind wanders?
On their morning poop run the girls had me fixed in the middle of the road, one at the far end of her leash, attending to her business, the other at the far end of her leash, staring down a deer that had appeared like a ghost out of the falling white. That left me like one of those sign posts with the signs pointing every which way, struggling to keep my footing.
Suddenly, out of nowhere we heard a car horn. I turned and there was a black sedan, coasting slowly down the incline toward us. I hadn't heard a thing, not a thing. It had been so silent I could hear the black birds somewhere in the woods. But I hadn't heard that car's engine.
The driver rolled the window down as he slid past, us safely on the grass, some of us barking excitedly. (Not me, I can assure you.)
"I just don't know where this car's going to end up," he cried, across the driver's seat, and then he was past, and negotiating the turn at the bottom.
We are not going to be able to start the adoption in April, we have to push it back one or two months. This was a hard lump for me to get past, until I realized what exactly I was complaining about. I was complaining that I didn't have enough extra money to accomplish my dreams as soon as I wanted to.
Gosh, that sounds like something to be thankful for. We have extra money? We can accomplish our dream? Wow. What a gift. Who cares if it comes one or two months later.
We are extraordinarily lucky. I am thankful every day that we started aggressively paying off the credit cards two years ago, during Keith's deployment. If we hadn't started then, I don't think we would have ever been able to with as much focus.
