Just some random thoughts floating through my mind. For those of you that read of my bout with depression and voiced concern for me and my wacko mind, thank you for the kind words and wonderful messages of care for me. Maybe I made it seem too dramatic, I was just saying I was "down in the dumps" to a little higher degree than usual. I am now dealing with my medical issues and working on my weight issues and I'm feeling much better and will be back to feeling great in the near future.
Medical issues are so time consuming. I've been to Kaiser (my medical provider) so much lately I feel like a commuter. I've done a sleep study to see if I have sleep apnea (I do), next Monday I will do a treadmill stress test to see how my heart is doing (I personally don't think that test does much to tell how a woman's heart is doing, but I'll do it anyway), I had a breast exam today with mammogram to follow. I have some weird rash that "they" can't seem to figure out what it is and so now I will go see a dermotologist. The good part is that I have insurance, the frustrating part is that "they" don't seem to listen and hear what I'm saying.
Yesterday I went to the funeral of a friend of mine. She is the first one of my "contemporaries" to die. I met Eileen Resnikoff when she was a Resource teacher at my school. We hit it off with our weird personalities and paranoia about anything medical. We felt comfortable enough to tell each other stuff about what was worrying each of us and be able to laugh about how paranoid we were after.
She eventually became our Vice Principal and our friendship continued to grow.
She was transferred to another school and our contact remained strong for a long time and eventually came down to infrequent phone calls. Unfortunately, her worst thoughts came to be, she was diagnosed with breast cancer 18 years ago and started on a road that she couldn't get off of. She became the principal of a elementary school and was an outstanding advocate for her school, her teachers, her support staff and her students. Working while doing chemotherapy, never taking time for herself. She finally had to go on disability 5 years ago and try to fight the good fight without the distraction of work. She put up such a battle against cancer and lost her fight last Saturday with her family gathered around her. She left her husband of 32 years, Larry, her daughter Lisa and her husband Dave, twin grandsons that were just 2 years old and her son Joey who is in college.
She lived to see Lisa grown and married, she lived to have grandchildren, she lived to see Joey graduate from high school but I know she would have liked more.
I feel bad that I lost connection with her, that I wasn't as good of friend as I could've been. I told her that not too long ago, she said I had been a really good friend and to not give it a second thought. I wish I would've made the effort. Shame on me!!! I believe she's in a better place, that she looked down on all of us at her funeral and was pleased to have touched so many people in her life (and I'm sure we were the tip of the iceberg of how many people she touched). I will always remember the love that we shared for each other and think of her with a smile on my face.
One of the things I really have enjoyed for quite a while now is watching the little finches come and eat the bird seed I put out for them. My sister Connie started doing it last year and told me how fun it is to watch them. So, I got a "bird sock" ~ hung it from a tree ~ and waited ~ and waited ~ and waited. I was conviced Connie was hoarding all the finches in our neighborhood ~ BUT ~ eventually they found their way down to our house and it's not unusual to have 15 finches all gathered on the sock eating their seed. And they go through a lot of seed. I think half of it falls on the ground but I'm sure I'm helping to keep them alive through the winter!!
Today, I did something that I very rarely do. I went to a movie by myself. I went to see Michael Jackson's "This Is It." Call him a wacko, weirdo or tortured soul. BUT ~ also call him extremely talented. It was sad to watch because he was so thin and you know that he had a weird life and died in such a bizarre way. Music, dancing, performing and all the creative process that goes with all of that was JOY to him and showed while he was on stage. I'm glad I was able to see it and in my own small way feel I paid homage to Michael.
I'm sad to let you know that my sweet pea seeds have not produced any plants this fall and so I will not be having a sweet pea garden next year. To be successful, sweet peas should be planted in September/October. That was right in the middle of my "I don't care period" and so I just planted my seeds right in the ground at the beginning of November. Good lesson for me, I'll suffer in the spring but get my act together in September/October of next year!
As we all get ready to celebrate Thanksgiving and then cruise right into the Christmas season I'm hoping that since I no longer work I can enjoy the seasons a little more. I don't think having time will improve my cooking but you never know, miracles happen. The holiday season is when I especially miss my Mom and wish I would've appreciated the great meals she always made for us for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Talk about taking something and someone for granted!!! So let me wish all that read this mish mash of thoughts a Happy, Happy Thanksgiving!! Let me know what you are thankful for this Thanksgiving Day!! I know it's hard to post a comment here so write me at SherriSews@aol.com and share a memory, a recipe or anything that makes you happy about the season!!!
My thought to leave with you today is: We are BLESSED! Look at all that God provides for us - the beautiful leaves turning color, friendship you can trust and believe in - FAMILY to love!
Until next time . . .
Mom,
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful post! You made me cry. I'm so sorry about your friend. She fought the good fight. All that negative thinking you've accumulated over the years can be gone in an instant.
You were a great friend to Eileen and a GREAT daughter to your parents. Don't have any regrets.
You are a wonderful Mom and Grandma. I can't wait to see you. Thanks for buying my ticket and sending a care package in the mail. We are eating up the goodies you sent.
See you soon!
A late happy birthday! So glad to see you writing again. I was starting to worry. I always wanted to do the same with David's shirts. Ask me how far I've gotten!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteI think I am finally getting on with my life and being myself1 Again, happy late birthday. Love Ya....Cinndy