Welcome to Following the Whispers blog
Thank you so much for taking the time to visit. Hope you enjoy your stay. I blog here whenever I feel the need. This blog was created at the time my memoir came out, in February, 2009. Its motto was: creating a life of inner peace and self-acceptance from the depths of despair. Now, my focus is sharing this journey we call life.
“Only one thing is more frightening than speaking your truth, and that is not speaking it.” Naomi Wolf
“We are called human beings, not human doings.” Wes Nisker, Buddhist teacher
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs…(And) if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” Theodore Roosevelt
Monday, February 8, 2010
We were visiting together and she said how nice it was that all these people were coming to see her and take care of her. I said, You deserve it, mom." She said she didn't. I asked why. She said she didn't do much. I begged to differ. I said," You raised five kids practically alone, were on the school board, started the Pink Ladies."
She lit up and said, "When I die, I want you to talk about that...the Pink Ladies." She couldn't remember the name of the doctor who helped get it started, so we called her best friend and they had a great conversation. It was Dr. Horn. She says she wants to talk some more about what she wants said about her.
Then Paul, the chaplain came by and she just chattered away for about a half hour. She teared up when we said a prayer together. Then he sang Amazing Grace and left.
Right after that, our friend came over with her daughters. The younger one is 10 and plays the guitar. She played 3 songs and we all sang. Oh, earlier in the morning, my trio practiced and mom really enjoyed that.
In the afternoon, I put on Glenn Miller and she danced with her hands from the bed. It doesn't get better than that.
I tell you, these emotional ups and downs from one day to the next just might kill me first!! (Only kidding).
Saturday, hubby and I got out for the morning, while the aide was here. It was the first time out of the house since we brought her home and I had fun running errands. Got me a new touch screen cell phone. God help me, now I have to learn to use it! Spent a couple of hours with a close friend Saturday evening, just yakking. Heavenly.
Mom's was looking forward all week to Superbowl. I'm not a football fan, so one of mom's sons and his wife came over to watch part of the game with her. Her superbowl party consisted of her favorite foods: meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and coconut cake. Even if she only took a bite of each.