Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Friends Together Again
















His daughter was not sure if the treatments had done anything for him. She wanted him to see a specialist near her and so he had an appointment made to go see someone else. They poked and prodded just as before, and soon told him that the tumor in his brain hadn’t grown any and seemed to be stable. He wanted it gone, but knew it wouldn’t leave. He had some new growth in his lungs and some had moved to his lymph. He called his friend back home and was pleased to see she visited his herd. They shared a lot of stories and it felt like she was right there with him. He wanted to go out and fish again and asked her if she would come out there for a visit. It would give his daughter a chance to meet her and perhaps she could get her to join them fishing. She said she would check with the airlines and see if she could leave her volunteer work for a bit. She told him she missed him and he wanted to say the same, but it just didn’t come out.




As soon as she hung up he had his daughter call and make reservations for her to come out. When she had them made she called his friend and told her what day and time she had found for her. She laughed since she had the airlines on her line when the daughter called. She passed the phone to her Dad and they talked some more. It was strange to have him interested in a lady after years of not even showing any thoughts. She knew he was a bit different from many and wondered what this lady was like. Trying to get information from him was like pulling nails, he was very private with his feelings and thoughts. He never really expressed his love for her directly ever, and she was shocked when he offered the occasional hug. When her mother was alive she rarely saw them kiss or display any affection for each other. Getting off the phone a smile spread over his face and he grabbed her and told her how happy he was his friend would be coming out. This was all new to her, so she just went with the flow and listened to what he had to say. He told of the herd and what new items had happened around his place. A hired hand was staying out there and taking care of all that was needed. He asked his daughter to take him for a ride out in the country, he needed to see some animals in the fields. He missed all of his and wished he felt like riding one of the horses he kept there, but was too weak.



What seemed like forever passed so slow as the days seemed longer while waiting for his visitor. He slept a lot, and liked to sit on the porch watching the surrounding mountains. On the day his friend was coming his daughter let him sleep in while she went to pick her up at the airport. She told her what she would be wearing, since neither had met. People came down the concourse and she hoped to see a wave. Nobody asked her if she was there to pick them up. Finally a lady strolled down the ramp and she knew it had to be her. She called her name and she smiled and walked over and gave her a hug. They waited for the luggage to come and said very little. On the ride home she asked about what all her father had been through while there. It hurt to hear the reports, since she had heard similar reports from others in the same predicament. She didn’t say anything, not wanting to alarm his daughter.

When they arrived at her home her Dad was still sleeping. She went in and told him who had came and he was a bit blurry about who that was. He then slipped back into his old self and hurried to get some clothes on to greet her. He saw the most beautiful lady sitting in the living room and when he walked in she gave him a big hug. He thanked her for coming and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. Both his friend and daughter were a bit shocked, this had never happened before. The next hour was a question and answer session with him being the moderator. He had so much to find out about and both laughed at his tales he wanted to hear about the herd. Soon fishing became a topic and his friend showed the picture she took of him and a bass. His daughter looked at it and described a few trips they had taken through the years. She asked where they could go nearby and his daughter told of a nice lake nearby with lots of trout. He looked at her and asked when they could go and both decided right away. Good thoughts and memories flowed across the hillsides, sharing with all that could feel the spirit.



Sandwiches were packed and a dinner would be at the lake. They picked through some of the gear he had left and some his daughter still had to get the right equipment to take along. He had came out quite a few years back for some holidays and enjoyed talking with his daughter out along the water. They shared more stories on the way to the lake and stopped a few times to look over some of the cattle nearby, or for his friend to shoot a few pictures. Pulling onto the lake road, his whole attitude changed and he felt like there was more energy going through his body. They set out chairs and soon had lines waiting for that big fish. It was slow at first and she looked to see her father napping a bit. She nudged his friend and they both smiled seeing him so happy and free. His pole bent a bit and he woke back up to both the ladies calling to him. He reeled in fast and had a small trout on his line. While his friend was taking it off her pole bent and soon all had caught a few fish. They returned them to the water so they could catch them again when they came back out. The sun was almost setting when they remembered supper and went to a picnic area and enjoyed their meal. Some food tastes better outdoors and this was that kind of food.

23 comments:

  1. Another milestone of passing 5000 pictures in seven months with a new camera.As of today I am at 5216, so I do take a few now and then.
    Steve, Out On The Prairie

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  2. I really like the barn quilts. and this story hits home as my brother in law recently died from cancer.

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  3. wonderful pictures... very colorful

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  4. I love the barn quilts. There's a few between here and Bowling Green that I always enjoy looking at.

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  5. Yes, the barn quilts are such a unique and beautiful touch. That sunset looks like something you'd see in Africa. Your story makes me want to go fishing with loved ones. Always a special time.

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  6. The quilts on the barns are lovely. It's been a while since I have seen any, but I'm sure they were on barns in Pennsylvania also. Loved all the photos and the story again, so touching.

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  7. The indigo bunting is always a nice find. The barn quilts are interesting, too. But I have to say that sunset (sunrise?) is stunning. Great shot of that. I like that windmill sculpture in front of the old barn, too. Interesting. You're going to wear that camera out! I just check my own image count, and it's not up to 2500 yet. My camera was new about last August.

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  8. Hi Steve, I love seeing all of the quilt barns. That is so neat. We have a few around here but not many.

    That's a pretty Northern Flicker. I had one at my suet feeder just about 30 minutes ago.

    Have a good day. It's VERY hot today.
    Betsy

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  9. That verifies that relationships and connections to people are just as important as we age. Wonderful story Steve; thanks for sharing that. It makes me think of my mom and she has friends from all over the world she keeps up with on the computer and she is so excited that she is going to meet one of her friends in Iowa in Sept.
    Have a good eveing Steve!

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  10. I am so engrossed in this story. Thank you for a lovely series.

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  11. Love those barn quilts and of course the birds are great.
    Very touching story. I have a sister in law who has been going through chemo. the story made me think of her.

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  12. Those barn quilts could be expanded into a book...hint, hint!

    Such a poignant story. Thank you!

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  13. I can't believe how many barn quilts you captured. I just love them -- but have never seen one in person. Is this an Amish tradition?

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  14. A tender story. Beautiful quilts. Barns. PERFECT!

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  15. Barns are another favorite of mine. Whenever I see a barn I am reasonably sure I'm away from any bigger cities for a little while.

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  16. The barn pics are beautiful. Hope you had a good Memorial Day!...

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  17. I sure do love those barn quilt panels. I saw a number of them last year traveling the midwest. They're so cozy. I wonder if they started out as a kind of "family coat of arms". ?

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  18. I'm in rush mode these days and scarcely have much chance to visit blogs but I've scrolled through your last several posts and as always, am awed by your lovely images.

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  19. These are SO Fun to have on barns! You really had to hunt for these!
    Nice shots!
    hughugs

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  20. So enjoying your stories. And that magnificent sunset!

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  21. Beautiful barn quilts! Makes me want to go on a hunt for them :)s

    You comment about the chocolate crosssaints was so right!! She said she ate so many of them, that just the thought of one makes her feel kind of sick!! :)

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  22. Beautiful and very touching story, Steve.

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