Still working on the house stuff. Son still interested in our house, we are still interested in my mother's house.
I cried for 3 days when her apartment became available. So many things were going through my head. First I was thinking that last year at this time we were getting ready for our son's wedding. Such a wonderful and happy occasion. Soon afterwards my dad became ill and passed away.There was not an inkling in my mind that we would be picking up and moving a year later.
I cried for my mom because she is being so brave to start all over again at age 85, when her entire life was devoted to her husband and that house. I kept thinking it was not really going to happen, that she would change her mind. I guess I was in denial.
I think I had to cry my way through it all for a few days, because now I am feeling so much better. Even my knees are doing better as far as the pain goes. I called and canceled a cortisone shot I was scheduled for because I no longer needed one to my surprise!
We are busy getting rid of clutter we don't want to move or need and that is good no matter what happens.
Been in a creative state lately. I entered 3 categories for the big statewide fair coming up next week. Salon prints, digital pictures, and I did a collection case of Beatles memorabilia. I will find out how I did on Friday. Sort of a fun distraction away from moving and all that stress it entails.
So there u have it. So much more I want to write, but I space out on Frontierville when I have the extra time. Sort of relaxing and like working on an electronic color form set to me. Except the click of a mouse makes it so much easier.
Work is going better, too.
I have come to believe it is more about how we think about the situations in our lives that causes so much suffering than necessary. There are a lot of folks out there who talk about that and I am reading them and really trying to put their strategies into action. I post them all over my Facebook so I will see them every day.
Off to Sunday dinner at my mom's house. We are getting down to the wire now with these dinners. As they will never be the same as they have been all these years in just a few short weeks.
Who knew when I started blogging and writing about the Sunday dinners that I might be the one to carry the torch for my mom in her house? Life is full of surprises and redirections and if it wasn't, how could we ever stretch ourselves?
I cried for 3 days when her apartment became available. So many things were going through my head. First I was thinking that last year at this time we were getting ready for our son's wedding. Such a wonderful and happy occasion. Soon afterwards my dad became ill and passed away.There was not an inkling in my mind that we would be picking up and moving a year later.
I think I had to cry my way through it all for a few days, because now I am feeling so much better. Even my knees are doing better as far as the pain goes. I called and canceled a cortisone shot I was scheduled for because I no longer needed one to my surprise!
We are busy getting rid of clutter we don't want to move or need and that is good no matter what happens.
Been in a creative state lately. I entered 3 categories for the big statewide fair coming up next week. Salon prints, digital pictures, and I did a collection case of Beatles memorabilia. I will find out how I did on Friday. Sort of a fun distraction away from moving and all that stress it entails.
So there u have it. So much more I want to write, but I space out on Frontierville when I have the extra time. Sort of relaxing and like working on an electronic color form set to me. Except the click of a mouse makes it so much easier.
Work is going better, too.
I have come to believe it is more about how we think about the situations in our lives that causes so much suffering than necessary. There are a lot of folks out there who talk about that and I am reading them and really trying to put their strategies into action. I post them all over my Facebook so I will see them every day.
Off to Sunday dinner at my mom's house. We are getting down to the wire now with these dinners. As they will never be the same as they have been all these years in just a few short weeks.
Who knew when I started blogging and writing about the Sunday dinners that I might be the one to carry the torch for my mom in her house? Life is full of surprises and redirections and if it wasn't, how could we ever stretch ourselves?
Posts
6 comments:
My mom just celebrated her 85th birthday as well. She moved into the most wonderful retirement community four years ago and it has made a phenomenal difference in her life. She's active, happy, and doesn't have to worry about taking care of the outside of our family home, that had really gotten to be too much for her after my dad died.
I'm not saying that it was easy for any of us. But one thing we kept in mind was that her happiness, her life, is of upmost importance. She has a life there -- a good and active one.
Hang in there. It'll be okay.
You sound so much better, and I like it. Yes, there is no reason that you can't carry on the traditions if that is what you want. This will all come together soon, and things will be calmer yet. Keep on keepin on, friend. :)
Nothing like a good cry to set things right. :-)
You have such a great attitude, even through the hurt. You carrying on the tradition will make it that much more special for your children and theirs. (hugs!)
It always so weird when people who were so much a part of your life and here, and then their gone, and then there is all of their stuff.
The stuff lasts and can be there forever, even though the people are gone. You feel like you should keep the stuff, especially the stuff that meant so much to them. But you really don't know what to do with it. And the kids don't want it either.
Lena, hope things are going better than this last blog post now. Thank you for all your comments and support. I appreciate every one.
Post a Comment