Leonard's sister was here to visit last week . She took this picture of him and I. His heavy clothing hides the fact that he looks like a skeleton. Each day is something different- some days he seems strong, other days he isn't. Needless to say he's very negative about everything - there's nothing I can do to make him laugh or even smile. Each day I try to get out of the house for a bit to center myself and enjoy the peace and calm.
It was nice to see Lois and have her add her joy to our home. I treasure these things more and more. And most of all I rely on God to teach me and lead me along this path. Diane
The honeysuckles are beginning to bloom and this evening as I walked Rascal along the creek the smell was divine. Approaching flood stage, the creek is starting to get more turbulent and choke cherries are sprouting all over the place after their bad haircut. The air was crisp and chilly but the weatherman has assured us that we won't have frost tonight - good! I put out a sweet pea and one petunia thinking maybe I'd chance it.
An update on the transfusion. It seemed to give Leonard a little more energy.
May 13th. Mother's birthday, and on her last birthday it was Mother's Day, too. A double celebration. My brother, Mike and sister, Patsy as well as I were able to celebrate the day with her and she was the belle of the ball. She was so happy to have her children with her, and food, and flowers. We even had a special room at the nursing home to have her party! I'm so content to have this lovely memory of her last big day.
This picture was taken (by Bean) probably around 1995. It's my favorite picture of us, mostly because we look so happy. And you'll notice we'ere in the mountains. We were always happiest, I think, in the mountains.
Today we have a very different life. He is very ill and my role as wife has turned into full time caregiver. Today he will have a blood transfusion to build up his red blood cells and buy him some time.
She wasn't always old, she was once young and beautiful. She married very early like many girls during WW2. She was always a beauty and she never thought she wasn't. I love that. Even though life was rough and she had very few pretty dresses she always loved to do her nails and her face and as far as I know she always felt pretty.
Even when she was 89 she never passed up a chance to flirt a little - I think it was because she still felt pretty.
She's been gone a little over two years now and I still miss being able to pick up the phone and ask her about a recipe or what this or that symptom means. She always said she was pretty good at diagnosing because she'd had everything in the book. It's kind of funny, this picture on her last Mother's Day is one of my favorites and she didn't even know I took it.
Happy Mother's Day to mothers of children and furry children. I hope you have a wonderful day.
Leonard was barely getting around a couple days ago but he wanted to be able to see one of our Canadian Red Cherry trees - the first one we planted. I picked a blossom so he could smell it and he made his way out the back door so he could see it and drink it in. He was just awestruck at how beautiful it was.