Trippin' with Susan Straley

 If I don't journal every day, I forget the order of things.  In fact, I have to look at a calendar when I am traveling to figure out what is the day of the week.  The regular schedule that I have in Florida is gone.  No more biking on Tuesdays and Thursdays, yoga on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. I am telling you this because the report of what I did the rest of my time at Brigham County Park may not be in order.  Of course, you don't know that, but those I visited or called, may remember it differently. Let me just start by saying I have gotten to visit with my son and his wife much more than I did last year.  They were both so ill last year and COVID was so scary.  So this year's visit has been awesome and it is not over yet!  My next campsite is about an hour to the east of their home, so I will be attending Mel's birthday celebration on Saturday. I took a picture of my heater so those of you in little spaces can see.  This little guy works all night sometimes an

It isn't days that are bad.  It is moments, and then you laugh with someone, or you see something that brings you out of that pain.  So just keep breathing through the pain or sorrow, because in a moment the feelings and experience can change. That is my wisdom for you today.  Ha ha.   I bring this up because it has been an interesting few days. For example, I was feeling lower then usual this morning.  Not sad, just not ambitious I guess. Then my camping neighbor came over and chatted a while and shared his experience with The Journey Continues: Alzheimer's Trippin' with George that he started and finished the night before.  (I had gifted him a copy.)  The praise and connection washed over me, gave me purpose again.  Thank you Jim!  He obviously put some thought into what he was going to say.  He said it was well edited and his emotions went on a roller coaster ride and he laughed and cried, "Sometimes at the same time!" I will tell you of a few other... ups and