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Just Checking In

Dear Rav,

Welcome to Advent, the Liturgical New Year! We missed church last Sunday as we were coming back from our Thanksgiving trip to the farm, but I am an acolyte at the festival of lessons and carols tomorrow afternoon. I have not been an acolyte in over 30 years, but Deacon George told me to come 45 minutes early and she could get me all ready. It will be a beautiful service.

The trip to see the Agan family and the farm was a wonderful reset and respite. We took long walks in the woods, ate tasty food, played games, counted cows, and met an hour old baby calf! That baby boy took one look at us and bolted! I had no idea that a one-hour old baby could run that fast. Mama cow looked just fine and was not worried about us. She was happily grazing and chewing her cud. She would make lowing noises at her calf, and he would bawl back. All the other mama cows and their babies would join in, and it was sheer, joyful, pandemonium. I can understand how Etta came to her love of cows and other large animals. She is one of the top equine reproductive veterinarians in the world, but her happy place is at home on the farm where she grew up.

We have snow on the ground now and the two baby trees that we planted for you have shed all their leaves and berries. I still have the rabbit bumpers up around their trunks to deter any hungry critters. I am determined that these trees will grow and flourish in the spring. The dogs and cat are not huge fans of the cold. They zip into the backyard and then come flying right back inside. Nikki, the cat, has not charged the back door in weeks. He hates getting his paws cold and wet.

I started PT for my back yesterday and am hopeful that it will help. My spinal fusion which I had done in 2019 is fine, but the spine above C4 and below C7 are starting to deteriorate. Eventually, I will need another surgery, but we are trying to kick that particular can down the road as far as we can. Right now, I am trying PT and muscle relaxants. I may also try injections, massage and acupuncture. I told my PT that my goal was to gain strength and energy, increase range of motion, be free of pain and resume running. She agreed that these were good goals. I am happy to be working with her twice a week for the month of December, or maybe longer. I will check back in the with neurosurgeon in 6 weeks to see how things are doing.

Boo, this time of year seems so empty without you and Mercury. We will celebrate Advent and Christmas by going to church but are not doing anything special otherwise. I trust that you and those that we love and miss are having a joyous celebration in heaven. Please look down on your Uncle Rob and Mercury with grace and pity. They need a lot of help and love. It feels good to be back home and talking to you. I am grateful that Roberta stopped by the chapel on Wednesday night to talk to you. She says that you are a very good listener. I will be at the church most of the day tomorrow and will touch base then. I am doing some autism advocacy today. I know you are flying free, but, oh my love, I miss you. Love you to the moon and back. Mom.

I missed you, Ravi

Dear Ravi,

Your dad and I spent a wonderful week in Virginia. We flew into Richmond and stayed a few days with April and Rick, who are the husband and wife team who married us. I have known April since infancy and when she was 15 and my very first babysitter. I firmly believe that without April and Aunt Pidge, I would not have had a female to bond with. I am forever thankful. After a few days with the April and Rick we went to Fredericksburg to see Etta, Denny, Mom Sue, and Celia. Etta and I have been friends and running partners since 1991. We were roommates the year of 1992-1993. Years have gone by but we still keep in touch. We spent Thanksgiving with them last year, right after losing you, and the whole family gave us a soft place to land. This was a happier trip.

It is haying season in Virginia and all farmers are busy. Etta quickly taught your daddy how to drive a tractor. Red, who had come over to help said when he saw Robert driving the tractor solo, he looked “proud as a peacock”. Farming definitely is good for your daddy. He said he saw a cardinal in the back part of the field and knew it was you checking in to say “hi”. He also saw a 6 foot black snake, tons of bunnies and some hawks. I saw dozens of dragon flies which told me that Jonathon was nearby. The next day was time to bale hay. We got several turns of the 200 acres done before the baler decided to up and quit. We all spent a lot of time pulling hay out of the gears and trying to convince it to go again. No luck. Red and Etta went back to Red’s farm to get his baler and got some more of the field done before it got dark. When Mom Sue was not baling hay she was kicking my rear end in Scrabble. It was so fun to tag after her, doing farm wife chores and listening to her stories. After a competitive game of Scrabble, we went back out in the field to rake hay. She is a very spry 78-year-old who can rake twice as much hay as I can without missing a beat. Truly amazing.

That night your daddy and I took Denny and Etta out for Mexican. All of us were too tired to even think about preparing a meal. By 10 pm we were all sound asleep in bed. Farming will do that to you. Two of the three mornings we were there, Etta and I got up at 6am and ran trails. Sweet boy, I have not trail run since 2023 and it was awesome. I can still run! I am not fast, I am not pretty, but I can chug right along. Running trails with my best friend gave me such unspeakable joy.

We returned yesterday and the pets were very happy to see us. I immediately reserved Chris, our house sitter, for Thanksgiving week so we can return to Virginia. Last night I heard from Celia that Red’s baler had caught on fire. Luckily, they were able to move the tractor away in time, a fire truck came, and no one was hurt. All good things. Oh, I forgot to tell you, the other morning on the way to work, Denny got hit by a buck. It dented in the driver side door and made the front fender look most unhappy, but he is okay. They have a rental car as his car will be in the shop for a couple or weeks.

So, my dear boy, that is the summary of our last week. I am glad you and Jonathon made it to Virginia. Apparently, my southern accent has come back. People keep commenting on my “cute accent”. I guess that they are not used to people who say y’all, or ma’am. Oh well, we will see how long my accent stays. I rather like it. Ravi, I love you tons and miss you. I know that you are flying free. I will look for you with the cardinals. Love you to the moon and back. Mom.