Cleaning out the laundry room for the new washing machine unearthed a packet of letters. My family in past generations had been voracious letter writers. This was a bunch that I found the last time I was at my mothers that she left obviously for me to find. They were from my grandmother to her. They contained things my grandmother wrote about me ( Read more... )

Need to find some BOTM packages around here and get this hand project started. I need handwork when things are emotional. I sew because my mother sewed. I quilt because I needed to put pieces together in life ( Read more... )

My mother is still avoiding Hospice. I spoke directly and asked her about if she wanted her friend to take Sassy her dog. No she doesn't so there you go. She took a fall today but thankfully it was back down on the couch. She tells me that everyday Tony is making her a shake with Ensure. She is down to 130lbs ( Read more... )

Alcohol used as medication. What I know of alcohol is that it is a depressant, it numbs perception and ability. The stigma of being different than the herd is often enough of a pain as to seek out a modifier in order to play pretend. Maybe not even play but to convince oneself that they are cured by their own choice of medication as alcohol. ( Read more... )

Sweet, Rachel just called Albertsons flier in the store at checkstand one ( Read more... )

Soooooo. Well my mother once again did not have Chemo yesterday. She couldn't tell me why, just that they did give her a shot, that made her feel first good then bad, then good. Her PT got her for a walk strolling behind the wheelchair for support. She made it to the end of the block. Monday she goes for a CT scan to see where the cancer has ( Read more... )

Not everyone can just get by. What one can get by upon, another needs to be spoon fed. Some folks are just not whole. Not complete enough. They NEED to have the biggest slice of pie. They NEED to go first. There are folks who just will never have enough to be able to give. They miss out on that great pleasure to surrender and give. Then ( Read more... )

Last night Bill & I actually stayed up to see out July and welcome August. I still feel like ducking as the meteor attack hasn't happened yet. It was a good solid day. Spenser came over and she was such a friend. Corvey and Bru knocked her over the back of the couch in excitement of her arrival. I then showed her the lovely remodeling job that ( Read more... )

I'm SO depressed. How so very much I wish I could change this but its not happening. OK so my mother isn't dying any time in the immediate future. She will be having her bladder removed, see I hadn't even considered how many organs can be plucked out and we just keep on ticking. I had my gall bladder chopped out back in '88. She freaked out ( Read more... )