Burger Barn. The clock tower struck 2 pm as Calli climbed into the van. She’d found a new dress at the second hand shop for her date. At least she’d look good tonight, even if she didn’t know if she’d feel good inside herself. Opening to love again doesn’t sound very hard to do, but for Calli it seemed like an impossible dream.
Chapter 8 The Date
When Calli returned home, she put her new to her dress in her closet and headed for the garden. At least there she knew that she could get herself feeling calmer and grounded. Plus there were a few weeds that needed to be hoed and that would take her mind off her date tonight. She started humming a little tune that she’d made up in her head, no song that was on the charts, but something that kept her mind from wandering to this evening. She knew that her grandfather was probably still down at the pond fishing, and she didn’t want to disturb his alone time. She also knew that he missed her grandmother more than he was willing to talk about with her. They had what she considered the perfect marriage, always in partnership with the everyday chores and the ups and downs of life on the farm and raising children. Calli smiled thinking about the fact that her dad was her grandfather’s son. She’d seen pictures of him as a kid growing up here on the farm but now that he lived in town and wore a suit to work every day, the images just didn’t match – who he was to who he is now. Life takes us in many different directions and we never know exactly what’s down around the bend of the road. Calli was wondering what her life would look like now if Cal hadn’t died. She probably would have a couple of kids and might be here on the farm but also might be living in another state. Just then her little bee friends started buzzing around her head, like they were trying to get her attention again. “I know little fellows, I know, you are looking to see if I’ve forgotten about the bee hives in the machine shed. I haven’t forgotten, but I also haven’t had any time to get my grandfather interested in rebuilding them just yet. I have to find a way for him to be comfortable with keeping bees again after his experiences with his grandfather. Wonder how many generations of bees there have been since they were bee keepers? Guess I could get more information about how long bees live and how to care for them.” Calli knew it didn’t make much sense to talk out loud to bees, but at least she was able to hear her own thoughts better and that might get her motivated to do some research for herself, even if Grandfather couldn’t find a way to forgive himself. Might also be time to remind Sally that he’d okayed the distant healing and that she could work her ‘ magic ’ whenever it fit in her schedule.
The hour and a half Calli had spent in her garden had relaxed her and given her connection to the earth that she needed. Her thoughts were more on life in general, cycles, bees and how generations continued patterns without even having a conscious awareness. Keeping bees must run in our family even though it had skipped a generation. All the anticipation of her date with Jim had taken a back seat in her mi nd and she was ready to see where this evening was going to take her, hopefully not down the aisle just yet, she laughed to herself, what a silly dream. Today she could look at it as a silly dream, before it had almost seemed like a nightmare! Deciding that it was time to get ready, she put away her tools, cleaned them carefully and headed for the house. After she dried off from her shower, Calli put her new dress on and took a look in the mirror, with all the time she spent outdoors, her face had a nice tan and she truly didn’t need any makeup to look good, at least in her mind anyway. She wasn’t going to try to look special or out of the ordinary, she was the type of woman who wouldn’t go to extremes just
Chapter 8 The Date
When Calli returned home, she put her new to her dress in her closet and headed for the garden. At least there she knew that she could get herself feeling calmer and grounded. Plus there were a few weeds that needed to be hoed and that would take her mind off her date tonight. She started humming a little tune that she’d made up in her head, no song that was on the charts, but something that kept her mind from wandering to this evening. She knew that her grandfather was probably still down at the pond fishing, and she didn’t want to disturb his alone time. She also knew that he missed her grandmother more than he was willing to talk about with her. They had what she considered the perfect marriage, always in partnership with the everyday chores and the ups and downs of life on the farm and raising children. Calli smiled thinking about the fact that her dad was her grandfather’s son. She’d seen pictures of him as a kid growing up here on the farm but now that he lived in town and wore a suit to work every day, the images just didn’t match – who he was to who he is now. Life takes us in many different directions and we never know exactly what’s down around the bend of the road. Calli was wondering what her life would look like now if Cal hadn’t died. She probably would have a couple of kids and might be here on the farm but also might be living in another state. Just then her little bee friends started buzzing around her head, like they were trying to get her attention again. “I know little fellows, I know, you are looking to see if I’ve forgotten about the bee hives in the machine shed. I haven’t forgotten, but I also haven’t had any time to get my grandfather interested in rebuilding them just yet. I have to find a way for him to be comfortable with keeping bees again after his experiences with his grandfather. Wonder how many generations of bees there have been since they were bee keepers? Guess I could get more information about how long bees live and how to care for them.” Calli knew it didn’t make much sense to talk out loud to bees, but at least she was able to hear her own thoughts better and that might get her motivated to do some research for herself, even if Grandfather couldn’t find a way to forgive himself. Might also be time to remind Sally that he’d okayed the distant healing and that she could work her ‘ magic ’ whenever it fit in her schedule.
The hour and a half Calli had spent in her garden had relaxed her and given her connection to the earth that she needed. Her thoughts were more on life in general, cycles, bees and how generations continued patterns without even having a conscious awareness. Keeping bees must run in our family even though it had skipped a generation. All the anticipation of her date with Jim had taken a back seat in her mi nd and she was ready to see where this evening was going to take her, hopefully not down the aisle just yet, she laughed to herself, what a silly dream. Today she could look at it as a silly dream, before it had almost seemed like a nightmare! Deciding that it was time to get ready, she put away her tools, cleaned them carefully and headed for the house. After she dried off from her shower, Calli put her new dress on and took a look in the mirror, with all the time she spent outdoors, her face had a nice tan and she truly didn’t need any makeup to look good, at least in her mind anyway. She wasn’t going to try to look special or out of the ordinary, she was the type of woman who wouldn’t go to extremes just
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