I ran some food up to a neighbors who live about 45 miles north of us. The wife was walking in the yard the other day and just suddenly died. Anyerism they say. 48 years old and leaves a husband and son and young daughter. A very Christian family and they are handling it as best as can be suspected, but it was sure a shock to all. His father had died just the evening before from complications of cancer, which while still troubling, was at least to be expected, as he was in his 90’s.
Afterwards I drove north of them and visited my cousin’s family. The grandfather is older than me and the son and daughter in law have 5 kids. What a lively bunch. As I was leaving, the oldest son had a young filly hooked up to an old harrow cart and was driving her around the yard. The young filly was very at ease and wasn’t bothered by it at all. I told him I had lots of horses who would fit all them kids, but they seem to thinmk they have enough! Imagine that! I always enjoy visiting with this bunch. The children are all home schooled and sharp as tacks!
So it was a wistful, but yet again, joyful evening. I need to get up there more often.