Our family have anxiously awaited the birth of this little bundle of joy. She is a doll and reports are she has blue eyes. Neither parent has blue eyes but her grandmother and great grandmother both have, had them.
LILY MARIE was born on MAY 8th at 7:55 AM…she weighed 7lbs and 2 oz. She was born on my late mother’s birthday and that made several of us very happy. Mom would have been thrilled to have another girl in the family.
Big Brother Theo (almost 6) first time meeting his new sister. .”wow, are we taking her home?”He wanted to hold her right away but they told him he would have to wait. I think he will be a great big brother.
MY younger brother DAVID has been gone 22 years now. It seems even longer to me than that. It seems like only yesterday that I was living in Ca. and had not been back to Michigan in 7 years. Jobs and money always got in the way of coming back to visit. Life happens you get busy and you lose track of what is important. On that April morning I heard a knock on my door, it was very early in the morning. I thought that it was odd so early in the day to be awakened. It was my aunt..she had come to deliver the bad news, that my brother had died in a car accident. It was a shock to my soul. I could hardly stand up. I sat on the couch and my body shook all over. I had known he was kinda unhappy in his life and wanted to change things. He never had the chance to do that. The next day I was in Michigan with the help of some relatives, I managed to catch a plane home. The whole thing was a blur to me. I remember seeing my aunt and uncle talking about something that was in the morning paper that day. It was a normal day for them but not for me. Simple things like packing a bag and calling my boss and arranging a ride to the airport seemed like monumental tasks. Everything was moving in what seemed like slow motion. The plane ride was smooth and uneventful I hardly knew when it was time to get off. My mind raced with thoughts of the past and growing up together. Time had flown by. I was jarred back from my memories when the wheels hit the landing strip.
It was cold, colder than Ca. for sure. It was April in Michigan..that can be pretty cool to a person who the day before was in 75 degree weather. Such a shock to my system, to be so upset and see everyone around me the same way. When life gets taken so quickly a person just does go into shock I guess. I wore a heavy coat to the cemetery. The service was packed with people from all over who knew my parents or knew my brother. It was standing room only during the service and the director told my folks he had never seen such a crowd. It was then I knew that my brother had made an impact on people of all ages. He was likeable and left quite an impression on people. I was so sad that I had to catch up on his life like this..why had it taken me so long to get to know him better? He didn’t like to talk on the phone much and so we never chatted about this or that . I remembered the last time I saw him in the airport in Detroit when I had come home for a visit. I had the most awful feeling when I left that day inside me. Something I could not put into words or feelings. I cried on the plane going home, something I had never done before in my life after visiting home. I wonder now if I really deep down knew I would never see him again. I have had some ” vibes” in my life, but none like I had that day. David at 7 years old.I learned through my brother’s passing, that I should really keep my family and friends as close as I can. I always try to do that now..no matter how busy I get or what else is going on. I think I have become a better person for that knowledge.
I therefore pass that on to anyone reading this..Time is SHORT…live it to the fullest that you can..and keep your heart and mind open to every experience that you can hold on to. Keep your loved ones close as you can and never take anything or anyone for granted.
You are missed dear brother…
I lost my Dad some 17 years ago on a cold, snowy, January 1st. Things here have sure changed in the past years. Mom was forced into being the head of the house.That was pretty shocking to her, since they had been married 50 years and he had always handled just about everything there was about our life. Mom had no idea what she was in for..it took many people to set her straight as to just what all DAD handled.
Dad drove..Mom didn’t.. she was “old fashioned” I guess..so now she depended on others to get her around.He handled the car repairs and the bill paying..in cash always..if he could.. DAD did all the repairs, handled all the household chores that were too big for her..like painting the house and snowblowing and grass mowing. It is typical of the “Southern Way” Mom said. The MAN handles everything and the woman raises the children and tends to the cooking and household duties.
Mom and Dad both were raised in Tennessee. They moved to Michigan to find work when they married and she was 19 and he was 25. Dad worked hard in many jobs until he started at the
job he held for over 45 years. It was very hot, dirty and long hours. He would climb up a large tower every day with at least 40 steps, many times a day, to help set molds and mix sand for molds for hot iron to be molded into car parts. He took us kids on a tour one time to show us where he worked and how the iron was poured. I was shocked at how dark and hot and dirty it really was. I had more admiration for his stamina after that visit than I had ever had before. I learned to be on time and not miss any days of work from my Dad’s example, I also learned to finish the job and not let it just be someone else’s responsibility. Dad taught me to paint houses ..his way..the right way…oil base and lots of it! He taught me how to check things on my car and would quiz me on car parts so that I would be knowledgeable around a mechanic. He taught good maintenance on all our lawn equipment and the ins and outs of fixing the small things around the house.
He also taught me to respect other people and that your word is
your bond and to treat others like you would like to be treated.
These things I carry with me…everyday…. this year when mom passed away, someone said to me,
“well I bet your Dad and Mom will be very happy now that they are together again.” I tend to agree with them. It gives me comfort to know they are together, watching over us.
DAD …WE MISS YOU EVERY DAY !!!
The sun is out and the skies are blue…there is no snow today but it is a cold February day here. The sun is so bright on the snow that you must wear sunglasses or be unable to see much when you get back indoors. The schools are still closed and many roads are still impassable. While all this winter weather was going on we had to make some difficult decisions. For those of you who are not on Facebook and haven’t been following there, Mom was just not able to endure any more dialysis treatments and they were stopped as of Tuesday.
The blessings involved are that mom is not aware of how very sick she is or that her days here with us will soon end. She is not in pain and won’t be in pain. She will slowly drift away from us into a coma state and leave peacefully. I am so grateful for that. It has been a long road this past 14 months, full of hospitalizations, and procedures and many hours sitting getting treatments. WHY would she want to go ahead with these at her age because… “I am not ready to go yet!” she told us very emphatically. It was her wish to continue and so she did. I made sure that whatever she wanted, that made her happiest that we would do just that. She spent many hours going through circle the words books because “It keeps my mind busy.” We spent time outdoors and in the car traveling the roads and seeing the sights. We ate the forbidden foods like fried chicken and ice cream and had fun knowing we were breaking the rules of her strict diet. She spent time with her two grandchildren and loved every minute of it. I was so glad that she was alert and able to do that.
Having three surgeries in one month last month took its toll on her. She was just unable to bounce back the way she had done in months past. So now she will be with us only a very short time longer.
I AM SO GRATEFUL for all the support and caring thoughts and prayers of all the blog community.. It is just so wonderful to know that we both have so many people who care so much..
WORDS CANNOT SAY HOW MUCH WE THANK YOU!!
Going through 60 years of things amazes me. I have weeded out and sold a lot before with garage sales, I have also given things away. So, how come I am finding more things that were obviously hidden away? Secret spots?? Well I sure didn’t place them there. Mom tucked things back in corners that I didn’t know existed.
One eight piece set of cups and dessert plates that obviously had been given to her by the elderly neighbor that we had years ago. Antiques..Yes…Keeping them..not sure? Inside the box was an entire 1958 Detroit Free Press newspaper and it is in pretty good shape. Amazed at the news and the PRICES of things in there. I haven’t read it all but right now will be keeping that paper too. Round trip on a DC7 from Detroit to San Francisco was 90$ per person. Amazing!
LOST…still hunting a precious necklace given to me by my friend’s father. He is like a second dad to us all and it breaks my heart that I can’t put my hand on it right now.
Was Lost but now ..FOUND…one missing NOAA weather alert system radio. It was inside two boxes and neither one the box it came in. Glad to find this item finally, it was truly missed during tornado season.
LOST.. adapters…Oh I have found a ton of them but what items they actually go to.. good luck with that!! Too bad the companies that give those little black items to us don’t bother to put a name of company on them.
FOUND two boxes of Christmas dinnerware that mom purchased on sale one winter. Granddaughter thrilled to get them!
FOUND… A TON of DUST!! My allergies are going nuts right now.. winter and you can’t open the windows to clear the air out. Wearing a mask helps but it sure is a bother. The sun is out and shining brightly..it’s the calm before the next big storm. Seems winter will never end.
FOR those of you who don’t know, I have been extremely busy here going through 60 years of life in this old house. Packing up what I need to keep and getting mom’s estate in order. Talk about a lot to do. I have had some nice discoveries along the way. Image is not mine, my camera had root beer spilled on it and hasn’t worked very well ever since. I have cleaned it the best way I possibly can, but it still works on a limited basis.
Bronze baby shoes,an old doll, family albums that we thought were lost. An old antique stand that was hidden away inside a closet, and sets of dishes no one knew we had. Mom had things hidden away and we have brought them into the light of day. The grandchildren came and really had a time deciding just what they can use and take with them. WHY OH WHY didn’t we do this before now? I know that Mom was attached to her home and didn’t want to move…but we still could have taken the time to go through things in our leisure. I know she would have gotten a kick out of finding a lot of them again. Winter is NOT the time to do all this cleaning and moving about, but in our case it is now necessary. WE NEED TO MOVE into something smaller.This winter has been so brutal for so many of us. It seems more harsh than in the years past and more snow and cold in places that have not experienced it before. My gas and electric bills sky rocketed to new highs. Seeing that bill in the mail is scary. So my days are full of boxes and trash, running to the care center and dealing with Mom, nurses, therapists, dietitians, and finding time to catch up when I can with everyone here in the blog world. I miss visiting everyone a lot and I am so grateful that Facebook allows me to see what everyone is up to in one place. As we prepare to move on..I just take it one day at a time and wonder what the next week will bring. Last night as I peeked out my back door I saw a large Opossum waddling across my driveway, no doubt looking for a place to stay overnight. I really won’t miss the critters at all!!