A running dialogue of my life...family, friends, work....and the craziness I sometimes see and hear.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Christmas in January
We had our Christmas yesterday....postponed because my Mom was sick at Christmastime. It was a fun-filled day, although I'm sure every single person there was thinking about my Mom the whole time, as I was.
We managed to keep our sad emotions in check except for a couple of moments. We each draw a name for a gift exchange and my daughter-in-law picked my sister. She gave her a silver ring with two stones.....one a ruby to signify my mother's birthstone and one a pink stone to signify her fight with cancer. It was a beautiful and very thoughtful gift.
The other moment came when my sister gave my niece Laura, who is 10, a jewelry box full of all my mother's costume jewelry. It's amazing that Laura understood the sentimental value of the gesture, and it made her cry. So naturally we all welled up with tears.
All in all, we had a nice day. Here's few photos of the family:
Laura, who is growing more beautiful every day. Her father's going to have to beat the guys off with a stick pretty soon. She's getting more and more stylish too.
Nick and Kelly look so comfy and cozy together. They make a great couple.
Kara (aka Emily's Mom). You can see how beautiful Emily is going to be if she turns out to look like her mother.
Jamie tried hard to thwart the camera but I got her in the end. 'Course the first picture may have been because she had a mouth full of food.
Friday, January 15, 2010
How Do You Measure the Value of a Life?
It's taken me a couple of weeks to write this post. It's difficult, but I just think it's so important to put down in writing how I feel about my Mom.
She left us January 2. She was 71 years old. A life so short in years. But she managed to fill her life with enough love for many years to come.
It's hard to measure the value of a life. In my opinion, a life well-lived is one in which you leave behind many people who love you. Because in order to have many people love you, you have to be a warm and loving person yourself.
My mom was that warm and loving person. She married my Dad at the age of 19. They'd been high school sweethearts and were told, "It'll never last. You're too young." But it did. It lasted for 52 years. And my parents were just as much sweethearts at the end as they were at the beginning. My Dad would always call her beautiful. "Hi, Beautiful" he'd say, right up until the day she died.
To make a marriage work for 52 years is a testament to the love they were both able to give each other day in and day out.
Mom was a stay-at-home Mom when we were little. There were four of us. And she took good care of us. With a special mother's love. A tough love that would ensure we'd grow up to be decent human beings. She taught us to be strong and independent, to rely on ourselves and take responsibility for ourselves. She made us work hard in school, do chores at home, get jobs to support ourselves. And she made sure we had plenty of time to play and relax and enjoy our friends and our family.
The four of us are fine, upstanding citizens....in good marriages with loving and attentive children..... a testament to her love and nurturing and caring.
And she loved her extended family as well. As her sisters passed away one by one, she took on the role of "special aunt/surrogate Mom" for many of my cousins. She had lunch with them and kept in touch and became the Matriarch of the family. They all came to wish her goodbye at her memorial.
Mom and Dad were involved in Square Dancing for over 30 years. They made many, many friends. We heard from a lot of them who sent their condolences when she died....commenting upon how much fun my Mom made their square-dance weekends and how they always enjoyed what a sweet lady she was.
Despite the fact that Mom retired fairly early from her job, she stayed active in the community. She volunteered in her town's elementary school, as a substitute aide for the handicapped children. She went bowling every Tuesday with her sister, and then alone after her sister passed away. And she joined the local Curves, where she made friends with the owner and many of the ladies whom she met during her workout every day. They all supported her through her breast cancer, and held their own memorial for her after she died. All these lovely people sent beautiful cards or posted notes of condolence on the websites of the newspaper and the funeral home.
Mom left her mark on this world. Not in any grand, showy way. But in her own quiet way of loving people. It's impossible to count all the people her love affected......the circle ripples out like a droplet on a pond.
And it will continue. I hope and pray I can learn by her example and be the kind of woman she was. And my loving actions will affect another whole group of people, who in turn might share their love with someone else.
I'm going to miss my Mom. I'll miss her wisdom, and her caring, her hospitality and her unconditional love for us all. I'll especially miss having her be a daily reminder to me of how a woman/wife/mother should be.
We each got a tiny urn with some of her ashes. I'll place it as a keepsake in my house. I won't need it as a reminder. She'll always be with me in my heart.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Anticipation turns to Disappointment
Finally.....something to be excited about. The Patriots didn't make it into the playoffs last year. Their season was way too short. But this year......ah......this year they were going to go ALL. THE. WAY!
Not!
We brought dinner over to my brother's house. Got there and got all comfy in our seats for kickoff at 1pm. By 1pm plus 14 seconds our enjoyment turned to horror. The Ravens scored on the opening kick-off.
And it just went downhill from there. 24-0 at the half. I don't even remember what the final score was. I kind of stopped watching closely when Tom Brady got sacked for the umptymillionth time.
Another season ended. Another 3 months until opening day for the Red Sox.
But I KNOW the Red Sox will go ALL. THE. WAY!
PS.....Thanks to my Dad for jinxing us before the game even started and then calling to TAUNT us after the first touchdown!
Sunday, January 10, 2010
We never get tired of the child.
We got a chance to babysit our Emily last night. As usual, we had a wonderful time. My sister-in-law Peggy found some animal visors at the dollar store and picked them up for Emily. (Actually, they were for Emily and Noah but we figured Noah would eat them.) We brought them with us to babysit and Emily loved them.
Of course, she insisted that everyone else get into the act.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Babble
I started to think about what I wanted to post today......and.........nothing. There is nothing there. No thoughts. No ideas.
For fun, I went back to a year ago to see what I posted about last January. I posted about how boring January is. So true.
Last year we were still recovering from major damage from the epic ice storm we had in December. This year....hardly any snow yet. (Not that I'm complaining).
Last year I posted about my grand-daughter Emily who was just over a year old. This year, I can post about my grandson Noah who is just over a year old. (I found out Noah is the second most popular name of 2009. Great....he'll have four of them in his first grade class.)
Last year, I had only been working at AAA for a few months and was still in that dazed period when everything was overwhelming because there was so much to learn. This year, I am the "old hand" helping the new girl learn how to map, etc.
Last year I was lamenting the fact that the Patriots didn't make it into the playoffs, despite an 11-5 record. This year, they're record is 10-6 and they are in the playoffs. Go figure.
Last year I was all excited to show you the cross-stitch I was going to make for Noah. I'm ashamed to say I haven't gotten very far with it. I don't know why. I have to be in the mood to cross-stitch, I guess. I'll do better this year. Really.
Last year was the inauguration of President Obama. Nothing going on there. And I mean nothing.
Last year I had to send a nasty-gram to Shaw's bemoaning their deplorable salads. This year it was Boston Market Chicken. Same complaint, different restaurant.
Last year I posted about the arrival of our cat, Oreo. This year I'm willing to give him away to anyone who wants him.
Last year we had a wonderful New Year's Eve. The children had given us a night out and we had a ball. This year we sat on the couch and dozed until it was time to see the ball drop.
Things sure do change from year to year.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
I'm Glad the fact that she's pissed off was to my advantage....
First....let me say thank you to everyone for their heartfelt wishes. It's been an incredible blessing for me to feel the outpouring of love during such a difficult time in my life.
Now.....what does one do when faced with adversity? I'm not a shopper...not much of a cleaner.....but..... I did have the day off today so I went through and did absolutely everything I've been unable to do in the last few weeks. Laundry, cleaning, errands, etc.
One of my errands took me to a large chain department store (I won't name it but it has two initials and a type of coin in its name....c'mon.....figure it out).
Hubby got me several nightgowns for Christmas and Bless his soul, he thinks I fit into a large. I had to exchange two of them, so I went to the mall and found two that would fit. I approached the "Customer Service" counter and stood in line behind the person being waited on.
The middle aged woman employee was quite agitated......her shift ended at 3, and it was a few minutes before and her replacement hadn't come yet. She called on the phone to her supervisor. The girl who was supposed to come replace her had called out sick. The employee was getting very upset.
Since I've been in the same position before....time for me to leave and customers are coming in the door....I showed some understanding by offering to go to another counter.
"No," she says, "I can't do that to you." She takes my returns and then rings up my two replacement nightgowns, all the while explaining to me that she would have been happy to stay a little longer except that the company "pissed her off" by cutting her hours and now she "doesn't really give a **it".
When she rang up the new nightgowns, she noted that one of the replacement ones was expensive, and did I really want to spend that much money on a nightgown? I said yes, my Hubby had given me nightgowns and I wanted to purchase something similar.
After taking into account my returns, she said, "Oh no, you'll still owe me $19. That's too much for nightgowns." Then she says, "Oh what the hell, I don't give a **it" and proceeded to take 25% off my bill.
Thank God for pissed off employees.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
In Memory Of
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