As I drive away from the lumber yard…

At this small moment in time …

I am – licked in the face by a puppy happy

Well almost (its hard to beat being licked by a puppy)

I, at fifty, a single mom of three

And single grandma raising one

Through so many hard times and struggles getting by

Finally have my own small place

And by my own strength and perseverance

And as my daughter states, my stubborn will

Have the ability to make it mine,

A dream coming true

For three months now (I have the blister for proof!)

I have wielded and swung a sledge hammer

Breaking a couple tons of concrete

I have pulled and pounded nails, and now, today…

This lumber I will cut and put in place

New stalls as the 100-year-old cow barn will transforms

Into homes for my beloved horses:

Wings, Jazz, and Angel – Hermes, Poseidon, Banjo et al