whatcha gonna do, slice me or dice me?
This weekend was so much fun. Jenn and I went to a street fair on 9th south and 9th east. There were local vendors there hawking wares and also organizations trying to get more patronage. Places like the gay and lesbian center, the national organization for women, a politician who believes in equality, a pet shop and wonderful food establishments. I got a little trinket there called a ribbon dancer. That is a ribbon attached to a stick that one waves around in the air and makes it look all pretty. I first saw one of these on TV used by a gymnast in her routine and being the little princess that I am have wanted one for my own ever since. That night Jenn and I went to the state fair. There were chickens, pigeons, cows, sheep, goats, bunnies and everything there. I love to look at the animals. Then came home after we were walked out and tired from a fun filled day.
Sunday was a normal type day. House repairs and upkeep and the usual. Then Jenn checked the messages on the machine and an old employer has died. So I call a friend who is out of state to tell her and we are going to go to the services for this gentleman together on Tuesday. A bit depressing, an era has ended. So a little sad about that and then I get a call from my mom. All seems well, she is asking how i am doing and about my job and such then whamo. Her father is in the hospital and has been for 5 days. My grandpa has had a stroke and is now not communicative at all. He may be having brain type surgery if his condition stabilizes. We should know more by Tuesday, and by wednesday if nothing has changed then my grandpa has left orders that he is to NOT be on life support.
I was a bit upset that I was not told this until 5 days after the fact until my mom said that she just did not want to tell anyone. I can understand the wish to not acknowledge bad things in the hope that they will go away. Like mother like daughter, damnit...Anyway we joked a bit about how tough her dad is and then my mom went to call my brother Tony. At least I was not the VERY last to know this time. Not that I am keeping score but sometimes I get a little left out of the loop. But today my family is having a fast. This is where nobody eats all day and everyone prays alot trying to influence the divine. I am gonna participate not because of any deeply held spiritual belief that I chan change anything but because I ought to do something for someone else for a change.
I realize that life is so short and that things happen when they are not expected to. When I was playing with my pretty ribbon dancer and the sun was happily shining down on me, my grandfather lay in a coma in Texas and my mom cried. We have to take what happiness we can whenever possible because someday we run out of tomorrows.
Sunday was a normal type day. House repairs and upkeep and the usual. Then Jenn checked the messages on the machine and an old employer has died. So I call a friend who is out of state to tell her and we are going to go to the services for this gentleman together on Tuesday. A bit depressing, an era has ended. So a little sad about that and then I get a call from my mom. All seems well, she is asking how i am doing and about my job and such then whamo. Her father is in the hospital and has been for 5 days. My grandpa has had a stroke and is now not communicative at all. He may be having brain type surgery if his condition stabilizes. We should know more by Tuesday, and by wednesday if nothing has changed then my grandpa has left orders that he is to NOT be on life support.
I was a bit upset that I was not told this until 5 days after the fact until my mom said that she just did not want to tell anyone. I can understand the wish to not acknowledge bad things in the hope that they will go away. Like mother like daughter, damnit...Anyway we joked a bit about how tough her dad is and then my mom went to call my brother Tony. At least I was not the VERY last to know this time. Not that I am keeping score but sometimes I get a little left out of the loop. But today my family is having a fast. This is where nobody eats all day and everyone prays alot trying to influence the divine. I am gonna participate not because of any deeply held spiritual belief that I chan change anything but because I ought to do something for someone else for a change.
I realize that life is so short and that things happen when they are not expected to. When I was playing with my pretty ribbon dancer and the sun was happily shining down on me, my grandfather lay in a coma in Texas and my mom cried. We have to take what happiness we can whenever possible because someday we run out of tomorrows.