It wasn’t a usual Easter weekend. No children here to have an Easter egg hunt, no Easter baskets filled with candy, no colored eggs, Just a very quiet Easter Sunday with just Grant and I. I’ve know this time of my life would come some day, and on hectic or bad days when I was younger I even looked forward to it. Quiet days with just Grant and I, and most of the time It’s a good time of life to be in. But some days I am quite lonely. Grant doesn’t seem to understand that when a women gives her whole life to her children and husband and then all of a sudden her life changes drastically, even if that's the way it’s supposed to be and even if it’s for the better a great deal of the time, and even if her children are where they are supposed to be and doing what they are supposed to be doing, making a life of their own. It is still a hard change to make.I’m sure I’ll adjust and most of the time I don’t have a very hard time with it at all. In fact a great deal of the time I enjoy having time to myself to do as I please when I please. I am busy with genealogy, making baby blankets for the new arrivals in the family, helping each of my children when they need me and when I can. Taking care of my Relief Society calling and my calling as the ward Genealogy specialist, and my stake calling as a Family History worker. but every now and then especially on special occasions like Easter Sunday when things are totally opposite of what they have been and there's no one to make an Easter basket for and no cry’s of joy or surprise from kids. you miss it, you miss it a lot. I know this sounds like one of those sappy sad, feel sorry for me entry’s, but it isn’t it’s just a, that’s the way life is entry. It’s funny how life goes around and around. I never thought of it before, but I was my mothers youngest child, and like my Ben I was a very active and involved kid. I loved my home but yet couldn’t wait to grow up and get out into the world. I had many siblings that mom was always helping. and she was busy with her quilting group and such as well. but now that I am where she was it makes me wonder,how many teary days did she have. Did she call my older sisters just to talk because she was lonely and the house was too quiet? I’m trying to remember, Did I tell her that I loved her every time we talked or I left her house or she left mine? I hope I did. I have always tried to say I love you to all my dear ones each time we part, I hope I remembered to tell her and my dad enough, so that they had that to hold onto when they had their lonely days. So they knew that even though I wasn’t there, that my love for them was.
MAN I SHOULD HAVE NAMED THIS THE SAPPY FEEL SORRY FOR ME ENTRY.
Oh well I am not feeling sorry for myself, just a little lonely, And it’s snowing AGAIN. April 19th and it’s been snowing all day. Totally Ruins my mood.
Anyway back to Easter Weekend. and the Good stuff that happened. Now that I am over the Sad and Lonely part.
Saturday morning after Grant had been up for hours I’m sure, he poked his head in the bedroom door and says, had your beauty sleep? Kids are here. Then he shuts the bedroom door. “Translation” It’s 7am, Matt and Alice are here, Jared’s here and we’re ready to brand the cows, so get up sweet heart.
So I laid there just a little longer so I could tell myself that I got up when I was ready to get up and not when I was asked to get up. (Made me feel better about myself somehow.) Got dressed and headed outside. at first I thought Alice hadn’t come because I couldn't see her anywhere. Then I spotted her. The men had her pined in the watering trough area to keep her safe from the cows. It made me smile because I remember my husband and Father in law and Mother in law pining me up somewhere to keep me safe when I was pregnant and we were working with the cows. After all the cows were separated from their calves and put in other pens I went down and had her come with me to where we were going to be branding, showed her each tool and told her how to use it. Now understand that Matt had told me the day before that Alice was feeling bad because we were branding and she couldn’t help. So I said she could help, she could have my jobs. My jobs were to hand Grant the branding Iron when he needed it and then hang it back up, have a castrator ready and give it to him when he was ready for it. and hand him the scissors when he needed them, and the ear tags and the tagging machine when it was needed. It’s a very important job. It gives Grant two extra sets of hands. Grant does all the Tagging, Branding and Castrating. The Boys, This year it was Matt and Jared, Most years it’s all the boys. do all the calf wrestling, herding , pushing shoving and all around manhandling of the calves. Branding went off without a hitch. I think we got it done in record time. And here’s the best part, I got to take pictures. I have always wanted to photograph our brandings. it’s just an interesting process, if your not a calf. And it’s a part of our lives here on the farm. we all work together for a common important goal and it’s a good feeling to have the job accomplished. So here are my photo’s hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoyed taking them.
After we branded my dear brother pulled up, he was hoping to watch the branding, I know he would have loved to help but he has had some bad health lately and I don’t think he would have had the energy. He really wanted to watch though, but he was to late getting here. So when he got here we made a cook fire and made Dutch oven potatoes, and cooked Steak on the grill. Gary loved sitting out around the fire pit so we spent most of the rest of the day out in the back yard. It made for a nice day. When it got to cold we went in and watched a little news and then went to bed.
The next morning was Easter Sunday, Gary got ready to go into my other brothers house for the day and Grant and I got ready for church. We had made plans to sing with the ward choir that Sunday and the director was counting on us to be there to sing for Easter. While we were all getting ready Grant looked out the kitchen window and to our surprise he saw 6 Elk trotting across our field. He brought my attention to them and I went and knocked on the bathroom door to tell Gary, so he could hurry and get dressed and watch them. I guess that was our Easter treat from Heavenly Father. I am sure he knew we would all love seeing them. Here are the pic’s I took of the Elk.
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