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I Talk to Cows

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When Ben and I first looked at our house in South Carolina, we were thrilled to see we had no back neighbors ... unless you count the cows in the leased pasture behind our property.  Most of the time, the cows are on the far side of the pasture, but when they are done grazing that part of the field, the rancher will head them over our way. We were thrilled yesterday when we saw the cows walking our direction. It's a strange hobby, I know, but looking at the cows has become a beloved pastime for me, my husband and our dog Joey, who immediately starts getting excited if we even say the word "cow." Upon seeing my Facebook post about "our" cows' return, someone asked me if I ever mooed at the cows, and if the cows mooed back.  I replied that yes, I had tried mooing at the cows, but they just stood there looking at me like I was from outer space.  My friend suggested that maybe the cows didn't understand me with my Louisiana/Texas accent, and maybe I should t...

Starting Over

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Every day we wake up and open our eyes, we have a chance to start over again. The past doesn't matter. Yesterday is gone. We have a choice: What will I do with the day in front of me? A little over a year ago, my husband Ben and I decided we needed a restart. It had been a tough four or five years, between raising a teenager, muddling through a pandemic, and losing both of our mothers just a few months apart. After getting our daughter settled into college and her own apartment, and getting my father-in-law - who had been diagnosed with Alzheimer's - settled into a care facility, we set out to find a place to live that would give us more opportunities to be outdoors, which has long been our happy place. Houston had become unbearably hot, with temperatures in the 90's from April through October, and so we began to look outside of Texas.  It took just one visit to Greenville, South Carolina, to decide that was where we wanted to be. If there ever was a sweet spot in our list ...