Originally Posted by Opa
Another day is upon us and I can't help but wonder what wonderful things await us. As a form of greeting I often have had people ask how I am doing. My usual reply is that I am waiting on what is next. Good, bad, or indifferent something always follows. Our lives are a series of events and how we respond to them is what defines us. A cheery disposition and a positive attitude will make these events easier to endure or enjoy.
One of life's events that we are dealing with now is Hope's stepfather. Sadly he is suffering with Alzheimer's disease and may days it is like trying to deal with an 8 year old. A very wrinkled 8 year old. Yesterday I was trying to explain to him why his neighbors were unhappy with his using his chain saw to cut up fire wood. His claim was he has always cut up wood in the morning when he has the most energy. I'm not really sure I got him to understand that doing so was okay just don't start your day at 4am.
Granny has been at one of my brother's home for the past week and will be returning tomorrow. Hopefully today I can get a 20' tall flag pole installed in the front yard before her return. For many years she always placed great significance on raising the flag at her home. While I have a flag on a wall mount bracket that she puts up each day, I think she will derive more satisfaction from actually raising a pole mounted flag. Some times little things can give our lives great meaning.
Sam, you have the greatest outlook on life, and everyday things- and it causes everyone to gravitate toward you. I, myself, look forward to your daily posts- and I know when you DONT post, for whatever reason- you are truly missed and something feels incomplete about the day. Your daily dose of humor and goodwill is just enough to put a positive spin on the new day, and remind us all to have a positive outlook.
Granny is very blessed to have you for a son, and that sure is a wonderful thing that you are doing for her. Im pretty sure you have earned your wings many times over. You make my heart smile.
I can somewhat relate with dealing with the older set of relatives. My mother in law is 85 years old and fiercly independent. Of course, her body wont let her be as independent as her mind wants to be. Makes it tough. She doesnt believe in doctors and refuses to ever go to the hospital again. Has told me many times that she will definitely end it all herself before she will be hospitalized again...and her ability to walk has become quite painful for her, and on some days, impossible.
My father lives in Tennessee, alone. I have just started noticing that his mind is not what it was, and that certain facts are starting to slip. Facts like his birthday, and who I am when he is talking to me. I had a conversation with him the other day, and it was three quarters through before he recognized who I was- and that was after I mentioned my husbands name. Subtle things, but enough that it has caught my attention.
I have a meeting today at ten. This has been the most messed up medical "leave" I have experienced. The joy of being supervisor, I suppose.