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Tonight I was able to track down two of my rechargable batteries. Not the 15 minute rechargables - those are done for. They lasted four and a half years, so I won't complain (much). The kind I found will take all night to charge, so I've no new pictures.
I DID clean up this mess on my dining room table, but then I found something wonderful and dragged it all out again. The table actually looks worse now, but, oh well.
Even though this picture is not good, I do like the reflection in the mirror of my 'little people stuff' storage case. It looks as if it's just an opening and not a mirror. Hey.., maybe it goes to a world that is actually ruled by 'little people'. Oh, wait. Nevermind.
Today was the memorial service that 'The Home' had for all of the former residents who have died this year. I haven't been there since my mom died in May. It was kind of hard passing her room. I did not look in.
I'm not sure if this is weird or not, but it wasn't my mom who I missed seeing there. It was my dad. I managed to make it through the singing of "In the Garden", which was my undoing last year. There are still so many unexpressed emotions swirling around just under the surface and I am sort of apprehensive about where I will be when they surface.
Well. Let's get on with celebrating life! Soon we shall be celebrating two birthdays and a first year wedding anniversary.
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I'm glad for your sake that you were able to attend the memorial service. Family is so interesting how it all intertwines together...not to sound cliche', but like a tapestry.
"Sing To Me of Heaven' used to dissolve me in tears in an instant. Now it reminds me of Dad and I can recall his sweet, clear voice singing it, most of the time without a breakdown.
Life is for celebrations...both of the past and the future. Enjoy!
Take extra good care,
Jen
I've had a song sirling around in my head for days now, an almost constant ear worm: "Beulah Land". Especially this verse:
"I'm kind of homesick for a country
To which I've never been before.
No sad goodbyes will there be spoken
for time won't matter anymore."
It won't be long, Judy.
Looking at that table...I say you are a memory making grandma. :0)
It was 24 years ago today that I lost my mother.
It does get better,but you never forget.
(((hugs)))
Oh, I can so relate to your going to that memorial service at the nursing home. Last year, I attended one after my mom died in a nursing home. She, too, had Alzheimer's. It was so hard walking through those doors.
I, too, cried during the hymn. I cry every time I hear, "I Can Only Imagine". I think I will always cry when I hear that hymn. It was sung at my little grandson's funeral, last year.
You are right. We must go on celebrating life. Soon, we will be celebrating four birthdays, and there is a new baby on the way. Life does go on.
nancyr
Since we're all talking about "those" kinds of songs, are you all familiar with "I am bound for the promised land"? My son and daughter-in-law sang it (and played guitar) at my father-in-law's memorial service 5 years ago. The words are awesome...google it if you aren't familiar.
Judy, it all takes time...you've been through a lot. I miss my dad terribly too...its been 2 1/2 yrs...
On the other subject...we have found the lithium batteries do even better than the rechargeable ones for cameras. Try them...
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