Memories

I got out all of our pictures today.  I'm not organized or crafty.  They aren't in a cute scrapbook.  They are in sacks and bags that are here and there.  But today I gathered them all up and Jeff and I looked through thousands of them.  I don't know why I hadn't done it earlier.  It was so much fun going down memory lane.  We laughed and smiled and cried and remembered all those precious memories.  It made the reality of a happy life more real.  We relived so many things.  Pictures of us before we were married, birth pics, birthdays, Christmas, Halloween costumes and 4th of July, lost teeth and first days of school.  There was a picture of every dog and horse we've owned for the last 19 years and all the cars and pick ups we've driven. Pictures of vacations and stock shows and playing at the creek. Pictures of bad haircuts and outdated outfits and bad angles. There were lots of pictures of us eating. Huh!  There were grandmothers and great grandmothers.  Cousins, aunt, uncles and friends. Lots of naked baby pictures!!!  Jeff proclaimed "our children" as his best work.  I agree. 

Jeff is very weak.  He didn't get out of bed until noon today.  He's never slept later than 7 o'clock his entire lfie.  In the last couple of days he has taken an obvious decline.  I don't know what to say or think.  We are trying to keep him happy and comfortable.  We'll see what the hospice nurse says on Tuesday when she comes over. 

To end on a happy note.  He is in bed with a calculator figuring his cattle and feed inventory report right now.  He has his list of things to do tomorrow and one of them includes me driving him to Hart to check corn and sprinklers. I'm sure he would want you all to know he is never giving up!  He's going to live and be Jeff Smith for as long as he can.

Leta