Oct 16, 2014 - Uncategorized    1 Comment

The Bee Hive

Last week, Mom and I had the opportunity to have lunch out.  She heard of a new coffee shop/tea room called The Bee Hive.  For any of you that knew my father, you know he raised bees.  When I was a kid, my father planted clover in the backyard.  It actually looked pretty in the spring and summer.  I always went barefoot outside so that meant lots of bee stings on my feet.   After awhile you just learn to deal.  I didn’t know until I got much older that other kids had grass in their backyards.  Dad always told me that bee stings would prevent me from developing arthritis in my feet when I got older.  So far he has been correct.  Sorry, I digressed here.

A think the name of the restaurant was intriguing to my mother and she wanted to try the place out.  So we did.  The shop was very cute.  They had coffees and teas (hot and cold).  They had soup, salads and sandwiches.  They even had a little market with organic fare and to top it all off, you could get frozen yogurt.  We only got soup and sandwiches.  I might add the the shop was very cute, lots of great decor and well thought out.  The food had a bit to be desired but it isn’t always about the food.

The lady that owned the shop started it because her father was also a beekeeper and had recently passed away.  He never got to see her dream become a reality.  I want to make it perfectly clear that my dream is not to start a restaurant!!!  Mom found the story touching and  she loved the lunch out together.  When we were through, I took her for a long drive to check out the turning leaves.  The lunch was not about the food.  It was about the time together.  Too often I feel like the grandpas have taken away time I would love to spend with my mother.  She never seems to care but sometimes I feel that I neglected the quiet, easy person in the household.  She is helpful beyond measure, never complains and just enjoys the time I spend with her.   I pray that the Lord will grant us some very special time together in the near future when we can both enjoy each other.


Oct 14, 2014 - Uncategorized    2 Comments

A Much Needed Vacation

We finally did it.  We took a vacation we had needed to take for a long time and I must admit I was not ready to come home.  We went to Nevada mixing a vacation with a 3 day business conference for me.  Not till we were gone did I realize how exhausted I was.  I needed the quiet., the lack of schedule.  no cooking for large numbers and no schedule.  I have gotten to a point I just plod along doing what needs to be done and not thinking about what I would rather do.  Then I had a chance to do it.  I needed the time away.  Everything went fine.  Papaw fell but that could have happened with me here.  He was taken care of, fed and loved.  Why is it as human beings we think we are the only one who can do the job?  I may never know the answer to that but I know that we all need respite.  Even Jesus withdrew from the crowds.  He needed time to get away and be alone.  I won’t wait so long next time to spend some time away.Nevada

Oct 9, 2014 - Uncategorized    2 Comments

The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Have you ever read the book, Alexander and The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day?  We used to read it at our house and laugh but it came true yesterday.  It was just one of those days and every time I thought it couldn’t get worse it did.  Papaw got up at 7:30 AM, he usually gets up at 4:30 PM, so I knew something was up.  He told me he was headed to Florida.  The truth of the matter is, he had his memory yesterday.  This used to happen to Dad from time to time but it’s one of the first times it has happened to Papaw.

You read about moments like this when the patient gets their memory back and they have great conversations and talk about what will happen to loved ones in the future.  Well, that might really happen somewhere on earth but not here.  Papaw was angry.  He was going back to Florida, he was getting a driver’s license, he was renting a houseboat.  His feet hurt, he wasn’t hungry, I never feed him.  He didn’t want to go anywhere but he didn’t want to stay.  He was just having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day and he wanted all of us to join him.  My husband was working.  Mom was trying to help and a friend even came over to help.  Nothing worked.

I actually cannot imagine what it is like to lose your memory and depend on everyone else to make your decisions, know who you are and where you came from.  I would assume to him it was like waking up from a memory fog.  He wanted to take control of his life again.  I don’t think he meant to be mean.  I think he just wanted to make up for lost time and he made everyone else’s day miserable as he made up for lost time and lost memories.  He talked about things I had never heard him mention.  The day ended like any other with all of us safe in our beds.  And I might mention it did not end soon enough.

The good news was, just like Alexander, there are always plenty of things to be thankful for.  Papaw was safe with us.  We learned stories we had not heard before.  Friends stepped in to try and help when we were overwhelmed.  It made us take a step closer to Jesus.  Days like this bring me to my knees.  God cares and loves me through it.  I didn’t always act appropriately but thank goodness God forgives and Papaw doesn’t remember.

The next day went back to normal, whatever that is.  Papaw doesn’t have a memory again today.  He doesn’t know there are bills to be paid, places to go and people to see.  So until next time, I’ll be thankful for my day to day routine.  One day, Papaw won’t be here and I believe that will be one day way to soon.

Oct 7, 2014 - Devotional Thoughts    No Comments

We Pray First Here

Ever since Papaw came to live with us, we have wondered if he was a believer and would be in heaven with us.  We love him and want him around for eternity.  He likes to go to church, he was baptized as a teenager in a river, and he always prays with us.  He attends bible study with us and always seems to be engaged.  Last week we were out of town.  We took a much needed respite and left the state.  While we were gone my husbands brothers were here.  Mom ate with them every night as usual.  The first night at dinner, everyone was seated and the food was ready.  The brothers started to eat.  Papaw told them they couldn’t eat until they prayed.  That is probably the first time their Dad ever told them that.  We now believe he is a believer.  Thank you Lord for the speaking from the mouths of babes.

Oct 2, 2014 - Uncategorized    No Comments

Happy Birthday

IMG_0630Today Papaw turned 95.  The number is still amazing to me.  I cannot imagine living that long.  We started the morning with donuts that had a candle.  I must remind you that I use the word morning loosely. I work him up at 4:00 in the afternoon.  I open his door and said “Happy Birthday.”  His reply was he was thinking about waking up.  After he came to breakfast, he blew out the candle and I sang to him.  Then he read the paper and did his puzzle as usual.  My husband asked him if he felt any different today.  He said, “Yes.  I feel 95.”

A friend of his dropped in from out of state.  He was surprised.  She stayed for dinner.  My husband went out and picked up Red Lobster which is his very favorite.  He loves the popcorn shrimp, biscuits and mashed potatoes.  After dinner was cards, gifts, cake, ice cream and phone calls.  Several of the family called and wished him a happy birthday.

We kept it very low key.  He had a great day and last week was a big week with family visiting.

Happy Birthday Papaw!!!