It is the usual morning routine for everyone (I think) wake up, snuggle the dog, try to coax her from the bed where she flops back out and looks at you with her big wrinkled face. Come on, time to get up.
I hear the sigh from her and off I walk. It only takes a few minutes and then she is finally ready to head outside, embrace the day and give me the usual morning bite.
It is time to prep and head to work, the pup harnesses up and has her toy bag ready, bring it on. Now why am I playing theme music in my head as she goes but you know how puppies are; gangly and clumsy. I picture the walk, and then the tumble, kind of like Miss Congeniality.
The day is steady for us and the dog is sweltering from the heat, thank goodness for the ac. She would prefer to be outside laying in the cool grass and she will do that a bit later as we try to minimize how much sun she gets and make sure she drinks her water.
The heat is quite unbearable, and in no time my face is flushed from a little walk outside to let her relieve herself. I can feel the changes already; the body overheating and the numbness and spasticness taking over from the overheating. It’s kind of like the radiator overheating, requiring time and coolant. I aim to give myself time, but know that today that is a challenge, my emotions high.
Upon Hearing the words of devastation taking place from others escaping with very little puts a lot of perspective on life itself. It takes me back to the fire across the street and watching our neighbors lose everything, every photo, piece of history but they still had each other, thank the Lord.
We have heard so much political banter from people, social media blowups, those that are insensitive and those that want to help. What really is amazing is the amount of people willing to pull up their sleeves, give their last dollars and try to aid someone in need; a hero.
I cannot be more proud of those people, these strangers, these friends. Seeing my own daughter, a student, working through how she can assist, and us at work finding ways to assist and donate. Our service club stepping up as always in a time of need with large hearts.
Our land may be mass, our hearts are the same. To each emergency personnel who was staying with me that we watched to get in their vehicles to leave to their hometown; not to find their loved ones, but to go to work and help others that is a hero. They put their lives aside and help care for others.
Families, friends, strangers joining together for the same cause, that is a true gift. One that cannot be measured, or truly quantified; it is the soul of such goodness.
Seeing these acts, reassures me. It shows we can achieve peace, we can make a difference, we are not alone; together we prevail.
Blessings to all that are affected by the aging of our forests and natures cycle. May the angels keep you safe and provide you comfort during this devasting time. May those in areas still brewing, you are all in my prayers.
To those that have come together in so many ways, thank you for sharing your crust, you give us all faith.
Love always a very proud Albertan; the Woman in Process
P.S this past Wednesday singing our anthem at the club, something was definitely different and each voice was that much more stronger, united, always brings a tear to my eye.