Archive for October, 2008

Every night, without fail, he wiggles a bit more toward the edge of the bed as he asks me, “Got enough room, Honey?”

Every night I assure him that I have lots of room and ask him if the cat has left a few inches for him! (The cat sleeps snuggled against his leg and he makes room for it – his cat seems to have forgotten the good old days in a cage at the SPCA!)

Been thinking deeply about our lot. We never, ever felt “God gave us this disease” – just as we don’t believe it’s His will for children, etc. to die. He allows sorrow and could change or reverse it. That’s our belief -we have quietly accepted and lived it.

Years ago I’d pray for the “Ability, Courage, Strength and Wisdom” to do what was best in whatever situation we were dealing with. Still do. That seems to cover the bases. I remembered it alphabetically so I wouldn’t miss one – kind of silly but that’s how I memorize stuff.

I kind of like the fact there are up to seven “chances” to win the series – but, you could win after four.
It’s all in the details, a dropped ball, a strike out or base on balls. A home run to seal the fate of the winning or losing team – depends which team you’re on.

I guess what I’m thinking is that someone has to lose, you play til someone wins – the innings go on. Each team gets the same number of “chances” to win. Both sides are basically equal to have reached the finals but someone will win and thus someone will lose. That’s guaranteed. Those are the rules.

Not complaining, but in the game of Life, I guess we lost in game 7.

Attended the funeral on my own. As I entered the church, was directed to the guest book.

Signed both our names. (He can’t anymore so it seemed perfectly natural to me.)

Funny how Life works. The family appreciated it – they thought I did it on purpose. It was comforting to them as they said they knew he was there in spirit.

The huddled in their club house, a rejected cube van in the back yard. Sacred ground for 3 young men, preteens.

Anyway, the story goes that “one” of them got the bright idea to light and “smoke” pieces of an old chair they had. Wicker? Rattan? As he and his brother reminisce about it now, they agreed the chair wasn’t really smokeable but they did light pieces. The last visit his brother made here, we sat for a long time as they recounted some stories.

It’s actually a more special story to hear as he never did smoke, was awarded “Athlete of the Year” for 5 years at his high school – played soccer, hockey, basketball, did gymnastics and cross country running – in whatever shoes he owned, back then.

I have three medals he won running and will frame them for him. “It’s no big deal” is always his response.

You bloggers are the absolute best! Thank you for your comments. I take strength and comfort from them.

I was so impressed tonight – we were invited for dinner at our neighbor’s. I intended to call to say please seat us either beside one another or one on the end of the table and one at the side. Well, I got home too late to call and guess what? We are seated side by side.

Bless your hearts. It’s the small things like this that take away the stress. We had a great time, they are mid 30’s, we’re, uh, somewhere over 50. Ok! Over 60:)

Anyway, my man had such a good time recounting stories of racing his Vette and smoking his chair. Yes, he smoked a chair. Anyway – - – thanks again – I hope that someday, when I can travel, I will meet you all in person. What a thing to look forward to!