Hello to All of My Followers and Bloggers: I hope all are well!!! I got a little bored with doing my blog…took a break…yesterday thought of a new blog based on my experience as a caregiver for my mom. I realize many of you may not have a need for this topic in your lives, but you may know someone who is a caregiver or will be a caregiver or you might become a caregiver. Anyway, this will be my last post (I think) on this blog, but here is my new blog:
This morning, the singing of the birds beckoned me to rise from my bed and start the day on a positive note. As I rose, I thought about the interview I saw last week on Oprah’s OWN station with Oprah interviewing the writer, Sue Monk Kidd. In 2002, I read Kidd’s, “The Secret Life of Bees” and loved it…didn’t love the books that came after. Recently, I read her latest book, “The Invention of Wings,” which I really enjoyed, but not as much as “…Bees.” Anyway, I thought of what Sue Monk Kidd said in the interview…to paraphrase, she said, “We become what we pay attention to.” I’ve been thinking about that since I heard it and trying to be more positive in life…instead of focusing on minor aches and pains or inventing “what if” scenarios for things that may never happen. I’m focusing on what I am grateful and thankful for. The singing of the birds inspired a quick haiku this morning:
I heard singing birds
Calling my name to join them
So I rose and did.
And now, just as I finished printing the haiku, my wonderful husband just put on“Looking into You: A Tribute To Jackson Browne” CD with Don Henley and Blind Pilot singing, “These Days,” yes, so thankful. “Well, I’ll keep on moving, things are bound to be improving, these days.” (Jackson Browne)
We become what we pay attention to…yes…music always helps…we just listened to Roseanne Cash’s newest album on vinyl, “The River and the Thread” and we give it a thumbs up, especially “Etta’s Song,” which I can listen to over and over again. It’s a beautifully produced album, just the pureness of Roseanne’s clear voice and the clarity of the instruments and her wonderful musician husband/arranger John Leventhal. We are also looking forward to listening to our newly acquired, “Quiet About It: Tribute to Jesse Winchester,” which we’ll listen to later. This cd was released in 2012. It was so very sad to learn of Jesse’s death. He was a beautiful songwriter and had such a lovely presence on stage.
My readers…I have been checking in to see what’s going on in your blogs and am enjoying all that I read. I hope to return more vigorously to my blog. I am thinking of using a new WordPress theme and perhaps when my son returns from India for a vacation in June, we’ll work on it together. He is finishing his first year of teaching in India and has one more year to go. From there who knows where he’ll go, but he’ll go. Just this morning, when we saw each other on Skype, he said he has amazing parents and he is who he is because of his upbringing. Music to my ears. As a parent, you do what you do and hope something sinks in and you don’t expect any thank yous or accolades, but my son is always giving us applause…this from a kid who didn’t like reading or writing and went to school to socialize. It’s heartwarming hearing his hopes, dreams and the absolute confidence he has in himself. He said he and his girlfriend have a 5-year plan…it’s great that they are doing all of this traveling now before children and mortgages, don’t you think? My daughter is doing well in NYC; my mom is hanging in there and for over 90 she’s doing great! My hubby recently retired, but is continuing to work at his present job 2.5 days per week…there are still bills to be paid and improvements on the home to be made and then he’ll fully retire. It’s so wonderful we live in the same town where he works. Now that the nice weather is here, I am doing my daily walks in the park and paying attention to everything I see there. I want to become what I pay attention to. Ah…now Jimmy Lafave is singing Jackson Browne’s “For Everyman,”
“Everybody’s just waiting to hear from the one
Who can give them the answers
And lead them back to that place in the warmth of the sun
Where sweet childhood still dances
Who’ll come along
And hold out that strong and gentle father’s hand?”-Jackson Browne
I remember Linda Loman telling her sons, “Attention Must Be Paid,” and I never forgot that line from Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller. Willy mattered to Linda and wanted him to matter to their boys as well despite Willy’s shortcomings. If we become what we pay attention to, perhaps we have to look further into someone to see their goodness and pay attention to that instead of all of the “what ifs,” and “what coulda beens.”
NOTE: I had a lot of trouble printing this posting the way I usually do!!!! I usually take my word doc and copy and paste it using the “comic sans” font and it usually looks very nice and the hyperlinks work out well, too. Well today, the print looks so plain when I paste it and none of my hyperlinks came out…I had to insert them on the blog itself. If you understand what happened, please advise…Thanks!!!!!
This young man, Jeff Moore of Everydaypowerblog is certainly someone to watch. Check out his blog.
“THE SNOW had begun in the gloaming,
And busily all the night
Had been heaping field and highway
With a silence deep and white.”-James Russell Lowell, American Poet
Yes, last night the snow began falling, the roads began to ice over, cars squeezed themselves into driveways to allow plows to remove the snow. I knew that my 90-year old mom was safe in her home which is 2 miles away from me…close…that’s the point. Elderly must be close to their children, IF possible. All was well when I saw Mom very early yesterday morning before the snow’s onslaught and all was well as we talked numerous times throughout the day plus the numerous times Mom spoke with her granddaughter, my daughter, during the day. Well…after 9pm, my daughter called to say that Grandma’s phone was busy. I knew that meant Mom didn’t turn the phone off. Both my husband and I knew that, but how doyou know for sure???? Yes, we got into hubby’s Honda since it was parked in front of my Subaru (the best in snow) and my Subaru was covered. Mom was surprised to see me burst into her guest room where she was watching TV and I saw the phone’s screen said, “Line in Use.” This has happened before. To avoid this, I now always say to Mom when we’re saying “Goodbye,” to “Turn off the phone” and I listen. Now my daughter will do the same.
We don’t plan on going anywhere today. I know Mom has cooked food in freezer and luckily, we didn’t lose electricity or heat and I am assuming Mom didn’t as well. We’ll talk later when she gets up. YES, I will write notes near each phone when I return to Mom’s that will boldly say, “TURN OFF THE PHONE.”
For those of you on the East Coast, Stay Safe, Stay Warm and Take Care of your elderly parents…if you can.
“To care for those who once cared for us is one of the highest honors.”― Tia Walker, The Inspired Caregiver: Finding Joy While Caring for Those You Love
Hi Everyone: Not feeling so well so not blogging. Hope all are well by you and have a nice Sunday!