I must tell you something, my life is just amazingly great and getting better all the time. Who would have thought that at 58 I would be as happy as I am with myself and my life? Now it is time to bring it all into focus and get some balance in the midst of all of this. I love my kids and my grand kids. It has taken me three very long and emotionally exhausting years to recreate myself in a strange town, but I did it. Why? Because I wanted all my life had to give me and to do so meant I have to take a lot of risks and sacrifice. There are no free lunches, no barter. It had to cost me something to be here and I knew it and I could not live with myself if I did not jump into this with both feet. I made the decision to do this thing. Pain and pleasure would be part of this roller coaster, but neither would define me. (Can you tell I thought this through)? It has been emotionally and physically exhausting as well as incredibly frightening (I drive a 1700 pound mule, remember? He broke a guys arm once. They told me, Oh, he loves you. Good, so does that mean he will kill me LAST?) but I am finally where I want to be. Now I want to focus on spending time with those I love the most. That would be my babies. They will always be my babies! Hopefully I can be the poster child of what not to do in your life. If I can spare them the madness, then I have done my job. I am very proud of both my kids and the lives they have created for themselves and for the spouses they have chosen and for the lives they now lead. Good job Team Wiggins!! Johnny and Polly are very proud of you! I got moved into my new HOUSE just today!!! Yes, it is 1/2 of a creole cottage in the Marigny, much lusted after property in New Orleans and I landed me the house of houses and my best buddies live next door in the other half. How perfect is that? It is like a pajama party each day!! It was built post Civil War and has really good bones. It reminds me a great deal of our house in Dowell if the truth be known, but I just adore this place! I was walking in the Quarter last week. The gate was open on one of the high end properties on Royal Street with its well manicured courtyards and I thought, It is lovely, but when I open my back door it is like the closet from Narnia. I see mules with issues and attitude and love and energy that is the most healing balm I have ever rubbed into my wounds. Each morning I go and chat with them and feed them treats and brush them and hug them and shovel their shit and just love, love, love it! How have I lived this long and missed all this mule drama (trust me, they have their own rendition of drama..they have their ways of expressing themselves, even if it is merely thrice farting in your face as you lock them in their stall. (That is Charles favorite way to say good night and see you tomorrow, wench). The drivers laugh as we discuss how we fight with our mules in very similar ways that we fight with our children or siblings. It is a wonderful life and I am blessed to have this magnificent gift in the middle of New Orleans. Come see me and I will show you! For those of you who have sent me messages to which I have not responded, I extend my apologies. And for whomever hacked into my computer and jacked my font to 46 so that I get 5 words a line and I feel like I am reading an eye chart, May the pox go with you. Then again, I probably did it to myself and I cannot fix it. Bear with me. Call me: (985-634-4006) As for now, I am going downstairs and blowing up my Coleman bed, putting the sheets on it and settling in for the night, anticipating what will happen to me tomorrow. It is always wild and most times ridiculous. But it is my life and I am making it up as I go along and I look forward to each day and live a lifetime, moment by moment. It sounds corny to some of you but I dont care. I am having a ball, sorting through my past with forgiveness, living moment by moment and anticipating my future. That is my plan. What is yours? If you dont have one you can use mine! xoxox Frannie.
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 01:19:59 +0000