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When I walked out on my patio this morning, I was wishing I could just sit here and enjoy the cool for a while and listen to the birds sing while enjoying my coffee. Alas, That was not to be, since Thursday is one of my work days. That’s cool though, I love my job. It was 75 degrees though, and I knew it would be brief since the projected high for today was 99!
Later on in the day, it hit me that I neglected to mention in my post yesterday that it would have been my mom’s 85th birthday, something that had been on my mind all day. Maybe I was protecting my family from being sad or maybe I put up my own mental block, I don’t know. Anyway, Dad and I know what all the significant days are but neither of us mention it. We all have our own ways of coping with loss and I guess ours is just being together for each other. It might be my need to heal or mother but I have to say, it is always tempting to say something, I’m always afraid he will think I’m forgetting-as if I could…ever. But I don’t, because I don’t want to make him cry and he is still very emotional, of course.
This evening, when I got home, I walked back out there again and realized I’m creating an oasis of sorts, a peaceful place to relax and reflect, tropical in decor, zen in my mind. At least when it’s not being used for the main purpose, which is entertaining family and friends. I look forward to a long holiday weekend, no matter what we do, and I hope everyone reading has a safe, happy 4th of July! Tell me your plans, what or where is your happy place? Is it a physical place or a place you go to in your mind? Feel free to comment below, I look forward to hearing all about it!
A few weeks after starting my part time job, I started visiting my dad on Wednesdays and we sort of developed a routine. I go over around lunch, we eat, either at his house or out somewhere, we go back and play a few games of pool (more like 10!) and then somewhere in there, I help him fold his laundry. Just a few hours, but they have become important for both of us. Now that my mom is gone, we need each other more than ever and, besides Sunday dinner, this is a block of time reserved for each other. We have become quite comfy with this routine and the hardest part of it is trying to decide where to go for lunch! Today was to a local Chinese restaurant that we have both grown fond of. We end up getting three meals out of it because, with my eating a mostly Paleo diet, he always gets my egg roll, rice, and whatever of his entree he doesn’t finish, not bad for around $11.
Sure, I do other things on Wednesday as well, but I look forward to our afternoons together and I’m sure it’s a break for him as well from the monotony of another day spent mostly alone, save his old chocolate lab named Sophie. Technically, she was my mom’s, but he loves her just as much. My oldest son lives with him as well, however, he works all day during the week and doesn’t see him much. Some weeks I see him more, some less, but now, we always have our Wednedsays. Oh, and as for that fortune I got today, I ain’t buyin it…unless the numbers on the back are the same ones I got on my lottery ticket, and it wins. Fat luck!!
Except, that’s not what happened, nor does it most Tuesday’s. See, even though I’m “retired” from the medical field and as such, have been trying to become, if not a copywriter, some kind of paid writer, I took a part time job as a caregiver. Besides the fact that I always want to help people, my thought process was that when I get paid, I can pay for writing expenses such as maintaining a website, or taking classes to make me a better writer. However, that didn’t happen either, lol. My pay checks usually go for helping with groceries, or things that I want to spruce up the patio or some service I want like my hair or nails done. In the beginning I had decided to devote my Tuesday off for writing and Wednesday for hanging out with my Dad. Of course, I try to fit writing in wherever I can.
As you can imagine, days off get filled up with to do lists, most are necessary but some are self imposed, I guess I feel guilty if I’m writing when I could be doing housework or other things, as if my writing isn’t my business. I’m sure I’d be making money by now if I treated it more as such. That, in part, is why I’ve decided to join my fellow blogger over at http://Www.heartseverywhere.com, in taking the 365 day essay a day writing project, starting July 1. At least if I don’t get any other type of writing done, I will be forced to write SOMETHING! That will build my writing skills and hopefully my blogging skills as well. And hopefully, I’ll have my network of fellow bloggers at least, to keep me accountable.
So, what did I do with my day off you might ask? Well, I took my darling Shorkies, Whiskey and Brandy to the groomers, made my hubby a delicious summer squash casserole, went to Ft Worth to pick up some sausage from a friend who was kind enough to get it for us on her recent trip home, washed clothes, ran the dishes and put them up and processed the produce my brother kindly gifted us with over the weekend!
I don’t care what anyone says, this counts for some writing today! Wish me luck on my new challenge and please, check out Galina over at Hearts Everywhere, her blog is awesome!
I also want to make it known that I love my part time job and my client Stephanie, we have lots of fun times together. Why, just this weekend, we had her over for some swim time and Sunday dinner before going back to her house for a sleepover, which included mini-facials and some Big Brother viewing. She is a joy to work with and handles life head on, even though she has a disability. Some of you may know from past posts,for those who don’t, she has a rare form of muscular dystrophy that affects her balance, coordination, hearing and vision, among other things. Her strong faith gives her the positive outlook she has and her spirit is away so friendly and cheerful. I love her to death and speak of her often. (I have her blessing to do so, lol.) Here we are chilling in the pool.
Last year we changed our scenery from the south east coast of Texas to the place we call home, North Richland Hills, Texas. We came back be close to our families following the deaths of my mom, David’s dad, and then tragically, his older brother. Coming back here was a good change. We needed to be with our people, and they are glad we are home.
Last year, right before the holidays, we bought our new home. We thought we wanted a move-in ready home, but like all the homes we’ve lived in since we got married 31 years ago, this one needs a few changes. Like today, we changed the French doors leading to the patio to a shiny, new sliding glass door. This too was a change for the good.
Of course, it needs trim, but it works beautifully, and I love it! As we age, we become more resistant to change, kind of set in our ways. So far, I’m not like that, I embrace it. Of course, I am more adaptable than most, since I moved around a lot as a child. Then, after high school I joined the Army and moved around some more. Since David and I have been married, we have moved ten times! I guess I’m a bit of a nomad, but for me, change is good. It’s a new beginning, a fresh slate. It sparks my imagination and makes me want to create.
We like making fresh new changes to the places we call home, we make them our own. Sometimes they need changing, like that door that didn’t work properly any more, sometimes, we just have a better idea or use for the space. Like the time David created a beautiful archway into the area off the living room at our second home (the first time we lived here in NRH). Or like in this house, he built a special platform in the corner of the living room to mount the tv on. I’m always so proud of the work that he does, and just like coming home, that’s when change is good.
Life is short, let’s not get stagnant, let’s embrace change and keep moving forward toward a shiny, new tomorrow.