Jaguar

Jaguar has been wild her whole life. She was born to wild cats (as wild as outdoor cats living in Suburban Beaverton can get) in the tree area by my parents old house somewhere around 1988. All of the other kittens in the same litter as Jaguar were sold immediately but our neighbors kept Jaggy. They liked her, but Jaguar had other plans. For 6 months, Jaguar kept showing up at our doorstep and hanging around our house. Finally, my mom called our neighbor and they said we could keep her.

Jaguar seemed to know all along that she would end up with us and made herself at home right away. She stayed outside all day and most nights, but came inside the house whenever she wanted. I have memories of Jaguar with middle school friends, high school friends, college friends and after college associates. (This is starting to sound like a eulogy but she hasn’t died, I just didn’t have anything else to blog about.)

Now Jaggy lives with Michael, me and Hester. She loves Michael and sits between him and the key board everyday all day long. She gets to go out in the backyard whenever she wants and a few days ago we found a dead headless snake. I don’t know what she did with the head, I just hope it’s not in our house somewhere. I think Jaguar is about 21/22 years old and she looks great. She’s healthy, chases Hester around and loves catnip. (And I’ll try to come up with more creative things to blog about… We just haven’t been doing much but hanging out and there’s only so many blogs I can do about my garden.) We LOVE you Jaggy!

Kyle and Jenny are engaged!!!!!!!!

I feel so lucky to have a soon to be sister-in-law like Jenny. She rocks. 

I am so happy for them.

a downer

I am sad over one of my best friends divorce. I never saw a divorce possible for such an amazing couple. They were so in love for 8 years but the last year was too hard, and now he is leaving.

 

I keep thinking about William P. Young's definition for grief in his book The Shack. He called it the great sadness. Obviously, I don’t know the first thing about losing a child (like in the book) nor do I know anything about the personal pain of divorce, but I am sad.

 

Michael says to look at the good things that are happening in my friends life and to see God’s hand in it. I do see that, I am just struggling with the typical (and somewhat annoying) why question. Why??? I’ve tried to think positively about how much depth sadness brings to a friendship; a depth that joy doesn’t reach but that doesn’t make it much better. I’d still rather have joy. I want my friend to be happy. Even I have sadness coming at me from different angles over this situation so I can’t imagine the sadness that is attacking her.

 

Anyway, it’s not as bad as it sounds, it’s just since I heard, I occasionally get overwhelmed with sadness for my friend.

boating with the Williams

Mike and Naomi took us out on their boat today. Total blast! Michael likes to ski instead of wake board and of course, he was amazing at it because of his snow skiing ability. Seriously, it was impressive to watch. We were going over 30 mph and he was flying back and forth to each side of the boat with one hand a lot of the time. 

His last fall was pretty brutal but he managed to still smile. I love that about him.

Jordan and Tessa in the front of the boat. 

A special thanks to Mike and Naomi!!! We had a wonderful time today. Love hanging out with you guys. THANKS AGAIN!