At 99 years of age, Dad quietly passed away yesterday – Good Friday.
While of course sad, I am happy he had a full life as he loved to eat; that was what he loved to do in his last days. He passed away contently, just about half an hour after he had a good lunch. We took him his favorite Japanese sweets – odango – just a few weeks ago and for that, we are happy.
“Sitting in front of my fireplace, basking in it’s warm glow gives me time to reflect upon the sacrifices that it has taken for me to enjoy the security of a good home, in a safe environment. I can hear the soft whisper of the snow as it caresses my window and covers the ground outside in a scintillating display of sparkling lights under the full moon. How many times have our service men and women watched this same scene from a foxhole, or camped in some remote part of the world. Thankful for the silence of that moment, knowing it won’t last long. Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. He/she dresses in fatigues and patrols the world restlessly, ensuring that we can have this peaceful night. Every day they give us the gift of this lifestyle that we enjoy, and every night they watch over us. They are…
I have written many posts about our dog named Beau. Jimmy Stewart, the actor, had a similar dog with the same name. He wrote a poem that he read on Johnny Carson’s Tonight Show back in 1981. It is funny and more. Click on the link below. I expect that you will be glad to have the experience.
Death and a generation can change a perspective in an instant.
When I first signed up to participate in August McLaughlin’s Beauty of a Woman Blogfest IV , I flip-flopped between a couple of different topics I might write about. Little did I know that in the days to follow, I would experience the most major paradigm shift of my life–the loss of my mother.
In my mom’s last week and the days following her death, my family has reminisced about all the things she used to tell us. Here are a few of our favorites:
Good morning, Glory!
You’ll catch your death of cold!
Be sure to text me when you get home.
But the one saying at the top of everyone’s list was, “It hurts to be beautiful.”
My mother said that to me so many times throughout my life, and I must admit, I grew tired of it, even…
Warning – This is an off topic post…and not particularly cheery. If you want gym stuff, skip this. I’ll have something for you tomorrow.
Every parent has had to respond to a child trying to use somebody else’s bad behavior to excuse their own. Who hasn’t heard the line “But mom, Jimmy does it all the time” when they call their child out for some misdeed or another. It’s a universal parenting experience. So what is the good parent’s response? Do we slink into the corner muttering “Oh, yes, that’s right. Jimmy does do that. I guess it doesn’t matter then. I shouldn’t have brought it up” or do we look our little darling in the eye and say “What Jimmy did was wrong. If he got away with it, it doesn’t make it any better. it’s still wrong. Furthermore, I don’t have the power to stop Jimmy from (insert…