A Widower’s Story – Conclusion

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She had a Golden Retriever, named Max. As they sat across from each other, sipping wine at her favorite Italian restaurant, he realized their profiles had gone beautifully together. He loved dogs too, and he shared with her that his favorite was the German Shepard. She shook her head yes, and said, “They’re so intelligent!” Neither one of them liked cats.

Caroline was a thin woman, with gray streaks in her hair (which he absolutely loved), and this was their first date together. Grace, the office receptionist, had helped him through the agonizing process of writing about himself, and submitting the profile, for online dating. Now it was all worth it though, looking into Caroline’s amazing, smiling face.

It was her first date in years, after losing her husband in a car accident, but they were both trying to put the pain of the past behind them, trying to discover a new life, trying to make sense of it all. Caroline said, “I know I don’t need a love right now…..I mean not like a teenager type love…. but don’t we all need to be loved?” “Don’t we need a sense of belonging?” William understood completely, and added, “Yes, and for me the loneliness has been unbearable!” She jumped in with, “Yes! That’s exactly what I mean.”

He had the baked ziti, but as soon as he saw her plate of lasagna he wished he had ordered the same. “Would you like some?” she said. He tried it, and it was wonderful. They spent the evening talking about their hobbies. His were sailing and dogs, and she loved dogs, horses, and quilting. “Quilting?” he asked. She just smiled and said, “Yes I make them.” For a second he thought of her making quilts, and then in bed, wrapped in a quilt, but then he pushed those thoughts aside.

He took her home, and when they got to the door, she invited him in. He hesitated. She said, “I want to show you my quilts.” He was nervous but said yes. Fortunately, Max loved him right away, which for her, was a good sign. He was thinking, was this an invitation? Everything these days was so complicated. It was just seeing her quilts though, and in a way he was relieved. Caroline made them both some decaf coffee.

When it was time to leave he said, “May I kiss you?” (always the gentleman) She nodded yes, and as their lips met, tears welled up in their eyes, and began streaming down their faces. They had to stop. It was the first time……well the first time……since their spouses had passed away, that they had kissed anyone. “Emotions!” she said. He just nodded, too choked up to say anything.

It was a good sign though……..it was a very good sign, indeed.

        

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

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The Last People on Earth – Harvest

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It was harvest time. Not only did Anhah improve, after taking the medicine she needed, but in only a few days, she was up and moving around again. Jeremiah kept a close eye on her, taking an EKG every day, and taking her blood pressure on a regular basis. There was still a wonderful sparkle in the old woman’s eyes.

A week after their arrival, Anhah, and Anuniaq moved into the farm next door. It had been too crowded in the house, and even though no one said anything, they were all relieved. Yet the Inuit established a tradition very quickly, of coming to breakfast every morning. In the evening they came for dinner, and there was a wonderful sense of community that was building. Jeremiah loved cooking for everyone. And Jennifer began cooking as well. One night she blessed everyone by cooking her mother’s recipe of orange chicken. They couldn’t believe how wonderful it was.

The new village was busy after Anhah’s recovery. This would be the only year they would be able to collect the harvest from other people’s farms. They collected all of the fruits and vegetables they could get their hands on, from the surrounding area. Most of it was packaged and frozen, but some of it had to be processed, cooked and sealed in glass jars. The process was called, “canning”.

The lab building was converted into the village processing plant. One day when everyone, even Anhah was busy working with sterilizing jars, or filling them with apples and pears, Jennifer asked Jeremiah and Miriam, “I’ve been thinking….would you mind, if the baby and I moved into the room upstairs?” She began to giggle, realizing it was where the two of them went to hide…..when they……well when they wanted to be alone. Jeremiah and Miriam just looked at each other.  “We’ll let you know Jennifer….” Privately they loved their little hideaway.

      

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Popcorn and Tattoos – Conclusion

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His hand was on the door knob, as she was walking towards him, when he said, “Look I’m feeling things here that I don’t understand.” “To be honest, you are absolutely wonderful, and I don’t want this to end after one night, or next week…….so yes I’m running.” “I just need some time to – to sort it all out.” As he went out the door, she had tears in her eyes, and she said, “Hey….. me too…..please call me tomorrow!” He shook his head yes.

He did call her first thing in the morning, and said, “Hey are you awake?” She did sound exhausted and said, “Not really, I hardly slept.” “Me too”, he said and he added, “Hey can I come over tonight?”, “I’ll bring the movie.” This woke her up, “Yeah sure!”, and she meant it. “No action flicks though”, she asked.

As she hung up the phone, her heart was racing. She knew where this was going now, and he was worth the risk. The phone rang again, and it was him, he said, “Hey you know what?” He didn’t wait for a response, “I love your tattoos!” She smiled, and thought about telling him… well about the one he hadn’t seen yet, but she decided to wait.

She wasn’t sure if they would ever get married, but if they did, she knew what kind of dress she wanted. It wouldn’t be white. She was determined it had to be…………purple………. and short sleeved…………to show off her tattoos.

       

Note: This has been an unusual day, with an unusual short series. I hope you enjoyed it!

Peace.

         

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Popcorn and Tattoos Part II

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To say he was nervous, as she put the key in the lock, and turned the door knob, would be an understatement. He was breaking out, in a cold sweat. What was he doing? What was he feeling? He couldn’t understand it.

The strange thing was that she headed for the kitchen, and starting popping some popcorn. “You wanna watch a movie?” This was a huge ice breaker for him, and he began to relax. “Sure!” he said. She joined him in the living room, near the TV, pulled out a DVD, and said, “How about this one?” He was shocked. It was his all-time favorite movie. Should he tell her? He went for it, “A Walk in the Clouds, is my favorite movie – so yes!” She said, “H’mm, you’re more of a romantic than I thought.” She retreated to the kitchen to finish the popcorn and melt some butter.

Now she was getting nervous. Who was this guy that knew so much about the Impressionists, and liked romantic movies? She was scared of what she was beginning to feel, and she couldn’t understand it. She dropped a spoon. “Do you need some help in there?” he asked. “No I got it!” She lied, her palms were sweating.

They each had their own bowl of popcorn, flavored with salt and loads of butter, as they watched the movie. Afterwards they talked about how much they loved it. He said, “I like how the guy is loved, and accepted by the family, in the end!” She agreed, and was animated when she said, “Yes and the root was not destroyed, so the lesson is – even during a disaster, there is always life!”

He leaned over towards her and they kissed, with salt and butter still on their faces. She whispered, “You taste like popcorn…..” and they kissed again. Suddenly he stopped, stood up, and headed for the door, saying, “I have to go.” She was shocked, and said, “You have to what??”

       

The conclusion is very soon – I promise!

        

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Love after 65

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She helped him out of the bus, when they got close to the hospital. Shaky legs, down the steps, holding her hand. He was limping with a cane, as they crossed the street to the doctor’s office. He had some blood tests, and got some new medication, to live a little longer. He was often dizzy, and got confused sometimes.

After a bus ride back home, they had some frozen dinners, heated in the microwave. She was done with cooking, and he didn’t mind. He was grateful just to be with her. After dinner he went to the freezer and got out the ice cream (his had no sugar). When they sat down in front of the TV, he looked at her and said, “I may get confused, but I know who you are……..and that I will always love you.” She got tears in her eyes, but her wrinkled face was beaming.

She said, “Eat your ice cream old man, cause when you’re done……I’m going to kiss your face!” Now it was his turn to smile, because that is exactly what he was hoping for.

They watched their favorite TV show that night, a British program called, As Time Goes By.

        

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Last People on Earth XXVII – Love and Hope

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Jennifer could not find the goat’s milk anywhere. It had been three weeks now since Jacob was born, and she was starting to mix in a little of the goat’s milk for him. But then, she could not find Miriam and Jeremiah either. She searched the house and looked outside, but there was no trace of them. They were often in the lab building, working on testing soil and plant life, so she headed there.

But she was surprised, when she opened the door, and they weren’t there either. She looked around, was that a noise upstairs? She walked over to the door that led to the second floor, knocked, but then opened it without waiting. She didn’t really pay attention to the noises she heard, “Oh no! Shhhh! Lift your arm – quick! Ouch! Shhhh! Move your head!” Jennifer did get one foot on the bottom step, but heard Jeremiah yell, “Don’t come up here!” It was then that she understood, and she was horrified. She said, “I’m sorry!” I am soooo sorry!”, and she began backing up, with her hand over her mouth, and turning ten shades of red. Fortunately, she did not see anything.

Then she heard Miriam’s voice. “What do you need, Jennifer?” Still embarrassed, Jennifer stumbled over her words, but managed to ask about the goat’s milk. “It’s in the freezer, you have to thaw it first.” Without replying, Jennifer left in a hurry, and closed the door. It wasn’t until later that she thought the whole thing was funny. It took a while for the young couple to recover, but eventually their lips started searching again. He buried his face in her neck, and her nails………well……… the rest of it is not to be told about here……

Later that evening Roger called from England, and Jeremiah was in the kitchen cooking dinner, so he reached for the phone. Jeremiah had spoken to Roger a number of times now, and he enjoyed their conversations immensely. Roger had been a Professor of British Literature, before the wars, and he could tell you anything you wanted to know, about the great poets that had once walked the British Isles.

“Jeremiah!” Roger was obviously exited, “Jeremiah, you were right!” “I found someone, and she is in Croatia!” “I was using that software you gave me, and I was able to look her up, and I called her Jeremiah!” “She sounds amazing.” Jeremiah was excited for him, and said, “Roger, that’s wonderful!”

Roger went on to say it was not a romance, they were just two people, so alone they were going insane, and now suddenly, the future seemed bright again. Roger continued, “Even if we are just friends forever Jeremiah, it is one of the happiest moments of my life.” Jeremiah had tears in his eyes, and asked, “What’s her name?” “Monique! Isn’t that beautiful?” It was beautiful. The two men talked for almost an hour, (that’s a long time for men). Roger shared all about their plans, to meet in France, in fact Bordeaux.

But the good news was not over yet. The next morning, after breakfast, Miriam was in the lab building, while Jeremiah was still in the house shaving. She just happened to check her email, in case, like they did once a week usually. When she saw her inbox, she screamed. “Oh God!” she said, as she printed it out quickly. She was screaming with joy as soon as she had it in her hands. She ran towards the house, screaming, “Jeremiah!” “Jeremiah!”

They all came running, and met her in front of the house. As tears streamed down her face, she yelled, “There are seven more people alive!” “They are in Northern Canada, and they are Inuit people!” Chills ran up and down their spines.

To be continued.

       

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

The Last People on Earth XXVI – The Lonely

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As they finished breakfast, the phone rang for the only the third time, since Miriam and Jeremiah had lived there. Jennifer was closest, so she instinctively handed the baby to an astonished Jeremiah, and reached for it. She picked it up, said hello, put one hand on the mouthpiece, and whispered to everyone in the kitchen, that it was Roger Preston from England.

“Hello Roger, yes I had the baby.….his name is Jacob…..named after his father.” Jennifer leaned against the wall, and after it was clear they would be talking for a while, Miriam started on the dishes, while Jeremiah asked, “What am I supposed to do with the baby??” Miriam, smiled at him and said, “It’s good practice for you!” She turned away, when he tried to hand her the baby. He scrunched his face. He stepped toward Cathy with the baby too, hoping she would take him, but Cathy backed away, smiling.

Cathy and Cory retreated upstairs, to get cleaned up, while Cathy snickered about Jeremiah, and smiled at Jennifer, for being so cute as she spoke to Roger. She thought, “Yes this is a good place”, as they walked up the steps. Noticing Cory’s hair, she said to her daughter, “And young lady we need to wash your hair!” “Birds are going to start making a nest in there, if we don’t do something with it!” Cory sighed and said, “Mom!”

Jennifer said “Guess what?”, once she was off the phone. Miriam and Jeremiah looked up, from their Amharic lesson in the living room, with the baby asleep in a bassinet. “Did you know that Roger is an amateur pilot?” Without waiting for a response, Jennifer blurted, “Roger is planning to fly over the Atlantic……..and come live with us!!”

Jeremiah jumped up for the phone, as soon as he heard this, and dialed Roger’s number. As soon as he heard Roger’s voice, he said, “Roger you cannot do this!” “It is much too dangerous, you could be killed!!” There was a long pause, and a sigh on the end, then Roger broke in and said, “My good man, I am a pilot, and I have been practicing in a simulator for flying the big jets.” “I can do this, and I know I can.” Jeremiah couldn’t think of anything to say, so Roger continued, “You have a whole group of people there, an amazing commune of people, growing natural food, and I have no one here!” “Besides that, I would rather die, trying to get to you, than to be alone anymore!!!” “I can’t stand it here!”

Jeremiah was speechless. These were the same feelings that he and Miriam both had, before they found each other. It was the type of loneliness and desperation that was downright deadly. Jeremiah sighed, and said, “Roger can you just look some more?” “I’m sure there is someone else in Europe that is alive!” “There has to be.” Roger responded with, “Well I’m willing to try for one more month, using that satellite software you sent me, after that, I’m heading for New York.”

In the foothills of Kentucky there was another man that was lonely, except that he did not know it. Lance had deteriorated so badly he barely moved from the rocking chair on the front porch, and he did not know where he was, or for that matter, who he was. The alcohol abuse drove him even further into the darkness. One week after Cathy had left with Cory, he passed away quietly, on the front porch, from an overdose, starvation, and a shattered mind.

To be continued.

      

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”