Hunters and Gatherers
The old rancherwriterpoet has not been around lately. Maybe you noticed, maybe not. Medical circumstances have prevented this old drugstorecowboy/wannabe writer from some of his usual activities.
He has reached a point in his life that calls for a time of observation. For example, little things that originally had no clear-cut basis for consideration have now become seemingly a big deal. Discovering in these past few weeks, simple things I previously performed on a daily basis are not always easy tasks to perform. Sometimes, they become complicated, difficult, and even impossible.
In the earliest of days, eons ago, man was declared the hunter and woman was declared the gatherer. The roles of man and woman were clear. “Me Tarzan, you Jane” I am not making a judgment for or against that thought. I do not necessarily subscribe to the “me Tarzan, you Jane” setting, however, as a man, I have always felt I had a role to perform as a “hunter”. This was ingrained in me as a youngster. There were roles for the male and roles for the female. After all, boundaries were established and not to be crossed.
Well, that was then, this is now, and it never became clearer to me than in these past few weeks.
This “hunter” is here to tell you that in our household, the “gatherer” is perfectly capable of performing the tasks of not only her perceived responsibilities, but also those that I considered to be solely in my domain. In fact, she has stepped up the game. As I said, I am in a time of observation and I have observed the carpentry skills she has acquired, her chauffeuring ability, and her lawn maintenance proficiency. She has the leading role of managing the dogs, the chickens, the cooking, the grocery shopping, and auto upkeep and without a doubt the excellent care she affords the “hunter”. That only scratches the surface. Without the capable assistance of the “Rancherette” this old “Rancherwriterpoet” would have had a most difficult time.
I am making progress toward a time when this “hunter” can once again share in the family tasks alongside the “gatherer”. It will be a challenge, she is very good at what she does and I am so very grateful to her and to God for her.
Solomon wrote in Ecclesiastes 4:9-10a that says:
“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up…
I doubt Solomon wrote that with my circumstances in mind, but I claim it. I can say for certain, I am blessed.
Awh how sweet of you to “gather” your thoughts about me picking up my step. I am blessed by God that I am able to do so. You have been an excellent patient so it made things easier for me.
Get well soon so we can take our chicken trips, visit with friends and enjoy our get aways. After all it is difficult to be a Rancher and a Rancherette and not be Chicken Wrangling ! Love you moreeeeee ♡
Little by little day by day things will get better. As my Dad used to say. “Better Days Are Coming.”Hang in there Pete. Keep the faith and you will be rewarded. Hugs to you and Jennifer.
Best wishes for s speedy recovery. Wives everywhere should appreciate your sentiments–their often invisible effort so beautifully acknowledged. We should be so kind and generous when thanking our husbands for what they do. God bless.