This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle. Have you ever wondered where the time goes? Seriously. Where does it go?
I took off for a weekend last month
Just to try and recall the whole year.
All of the faces and all of the places,
Wonderin’ where they all disappeared.
Yesterday was very hard. I won’t lie, because I took an oath as Sheriff. Girl Person and Boy Person are pretty down with leaving Sonoma County. The last year and a half seems like a total blur sometimes. We can’t remember where we have been some days, but we always remember who we met along the way. And every one of them has touched us. But especially the people of Sonoma County who offered up their driveways for us to park in or trying to find us a house. It was their kindness that made it even harder to leave. And another truth fact? I wasn’t happy about leaving either.
Reading departure signs in some big airport
Reminds me of the places I’ve been.
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure
Makes me want to go back again.
As we drove away from the place that has our hearts, we didn’t look back. We didn’t cry. Because we feel like we have no emotions left to even give. Sometimes, things don’t work out. And they didn’t work out the way we wanted to. Someone told us one time to make the sweetest lemonade from the lemons that you are given. But what if you don’t even like lemonade? I wanted to throw it out the window yesterday. Is this very professional of me to say all of this and not act all happy about leaving? Perhaps. But I don’t like lemonade, and I will say it again. But you know what else? It isn’t the end of the world. At some point, we will be ok. Just not today.
If it suddenly ended tomorrow,
I could some how adjust to the fall.
Girl Person has told me that nothing ever remains quite the same. And we are thinking that another happy place may be out there. When we drove into our new campsite last night in Marina, California, we heard it. The ocean. We saw it. The sand.
And when we looked around? We felt a little tinge of a happy feeling and a content feeling not only beneath our toes, but our hearts. We saw bluebirds singing and felt the life all around us.
Isn’t is amazing that on our hardest days, life seems to go on? Life doesn’t stop for us. It keeps going, because it has to. And we can too.
These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes,
Nothing remains quite the same.
Through all of the islands and all of the highlands,
If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane
For the persons who didn’t think beyond a year full of rescue visits and volunteering when we started this trip, they didn’t plan ahead very much, because each day was hard. But we did it. And we can do this too. I just need a day to refocus. To write down a plan of action, because that is what I do. But I will be doing this while listening to the ocean. Because it has a way of speaking to us just like the animals did this week at camp. The things that speak to our hearts often have the best advice. We just have to silence our own thoughts and the Depression Monsters. I have no time for them.
Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder,
So I can’t look back for too long.
There’s just too much to see waiting in front of me,
And I know that I just can’t go wrong
Changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes,
Nothing remains quite the same.
Each of us has a different journey. Some people may see some of our journey on the outside, but dealing with our own insecurities, putting ourselves down and being scared are things that maybe others don’t see. But if we have to keep going forward, and being better persons and furkids, we have to maybe change directions, change our attitude, change our latitude. Whatever it takes, do.
If we can do this and keep going…possibly back across the country for the fourth time in our lives…you can too. Let’s go on whatever journeys we are facing together. And we will get there however we can.
I think about Paris when I’m high on red wine,
I wish I could jump on a plane.
And so many nights I just dream of the ocean.
God, I wish I was sailin’ again.
-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle
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Wise Sheriff, that photo of you speaks a million words. I love it. And your honesty. And lemonade gives me heartburn. Unless it’s mixed with vodka, but that’s another story! I’m so glad there were no tears, and it looks so absolutely gorgeous where you are, and I love your paws in the sand and it looks like you all got out and enjoyed your day today. All such good news!! Anything to keep the Monsters at bay. Please tell the persons to try to stop beating themselves up, all it ever does is hurt your hands. And then what will they love and pet you boys with? Their feet? I don’t see you going for that, Sheriff!!! Maybe the Deputy would!! 😀 I love you all so much, and look forward to all of us moving forward on our quests together!!! Beautiful blog, as always. Hugs to all!! xoxoxoxo
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I know you will find your place ❤️. You have faced obstacles on this journey head on. You accomplished something great! Thank you for taking us on this journey. Highlighting the great work of so many people was inspiring! I was so worried when you left Montana and broke down, especially being parked alongside the highway. Then things worked out… that is why I know things will work out for you guys.
Very insightful & inspiring words, Sheriff. You all WILL find your ‘latitude’, because your family is stronger than you think. Follow the waves & sounds of the sea. It will lead you ‘home’.
Good question about time. It slips away. It makes me glad I wrote down a few things. Thanks for posting the sound of the ocean.