Moving Day 1
Today we drove 2 hours in the misty, rainy, foggy weather to start to move our daughter home from the University of Toledo. She still has a month of school, but she has accumulated quite a bit of “stuff” while as school. Her Grammy has helped for sure.
Grammy lives less than an hour from campus, so she likes to bring my daughter things she might need. Gotta love grandmas!
Since we are staying home for spring break, we figured, why not go to Toledo? Bring a load back, have lunch, see the house she is renting for next year, and hang out a bit.
All in all it was a nice day. In less than 4 weeks, we will have her back home full time. That will only last a couple months before she heads back down to school.
Last Day of March
Well, I made it! My third year of participating the March Slice of Life Story Challenge, but more importantly, the third year in a row I posted for 31 days in a row. I feel very proud of myself for meeting this challenge.
The SOLSC is a way for me to commit to writing, respond to fellow writers, and to learn together. I have learned a variety of styles, formats, sources of inspiration, and about the lives fellow Slicers.
Speaking of fellow Slicers, thank you! Thank you for taking the time to comment or stop by my blog. You comments kept me writing all month long. This community of writers is awesome. Reading fellow Slicers posts and hearing back is a rewarding experience.
A ginormous THANK YOU to TwoWritingTeachers.org for organizing, posting and pushing me through the month. Your words of advice, tips and nudges are appreciated more than you will ever know. That devoted group of people who post at the wee hours in the morning is an amazing team.
I look forward to Tuesday’s SOL and the blogs from TWT that will continue to inspire me to push myself and nurture my students.
Today my husband and I gave the gift of life, we donated blood. If you have never donated before, if you can, I strongly encourage you to do so.
I used to give blood maybe once every few years. It took time, and I didn’t realize the importance of donating blood. I assumed there would always be an ample supply. I found out when my dad had open heart surgery how valuable and needed blood donations are. My dad needed over 9 pints of blood in 3 days to stay alive. If it wasn’t for the gift of blood from donors, he would not have been able to hang on as long as he did. He would have bled out. He was a planned surgery, so the hospital was “prepared” for it, but what about those that are in a car crash, other tragic accident or catastrophe?
Now I donate more often, at least 3-4 times a year. I am O-, the universal donor, so the Red Cross calls me every 56 Days to remind me. Sometimes I can’t donate; my blood pressure is too high, or my pulse too low, but at least I try. I hope my blood can give someone else’s loved one a fighting chance. Today I was able to donate. I am thankful for being healthy and able to give this gift of life.
My Other Cat
This month I wrote about our tuxedo cat, Boots, and our dog, Bella. My youngest insisted that I write about our other cat, Effy.
The Other Cat
Effy is the queen of the house.
She is the oldest of the three pets.
Effy is a very vocal cat.
She talks all day long, especially when she is hungry.
Effy is always hungry.
She would eat all day long.
Effy has a chubby tummy.
She jiggles when she walks.
Effy is a thinker.
She lets you know she’s the boss.
A New Angel
Yesterday, a dear friend lost her long, arduous battle with cancer. RIP Amy. May you shine down on your children and those who love you. You have left an incredible mark of strength and courage on all who knew you.
Because I knew you…. “For Good” – Wicked
5 Things About Bella
1. She is a sweet dog.
2. Bella is a mutt. We were told she was a Corgi/Sheltie mix. We don’t see any Corgi in her.
3. She has short term memory issues. It is a good thing she is cute, because she would definitely have some sort of IEP.
4. She is loved! Despite her many errors in judgement (eating garbage, tearing apart toys, etc) we love her to pieces.
5. She loves us! She’d love to cover us with kisses, climbs onto our laps, and does goofy things to make us smile.
A New Normal
In the past two years, my husband and I have each lost a parent. My dad died after a surgery that attempted to repair a fragile heart failed. My mother-in-law died last October after a long 5 year fight with lung cancer. We were at their sides when they both took their last breath. Now, we are onto a new normal. A new set of traditions, new family hierarchies, new family structures.
Each of our surviving parents are handling the death of their significant other drastically different. My mom retreated into herself. She has good days and bad. Days she wants to share memories of the good times, days she curses my father for every wrong he ever did to her. Days she won’t even mention him at all.
My father-in-law only speaks of his wife in the most loving way. He talks about her all the time. “Mom would like this.” “Mom would do that.” “We used to to it this way.” His heart aches for her, but he know she is still with him, with all of us. He knows how much she was suffering, and is grateful to God for giving him the strength to care for her.
As Easter, Mother’s Day, Father’s Day, and their June birthdays approach, I know the new normal will need to be tested out. Honoring the feelings and needs of my mom and my husband’s dad, while grieving ourselves is a tricky balance. I’m not sure how we will get through. But we will get through…together.