November 13, 2013
It has been a year
Tomorrow will mark the 1 year anniversary when I last saw and spoke to my Mom. Matthew offered to pick me up on his way to see her after she was admitted to the hospital. I stayed with her that first night. Some of the things I remember about the night is she was being taken for an MRI...it was about 2AM. We got to the "machine" and Mom was rolled into the room. It was necessary that Mom hold her hands above her head for the test. The nurses could not convey that to Mom. I was in the hall, creating a text to advise all about how things were going when the nurse came and asked if I could help with Mom. I was to hold her hands above her head and try to keep her as still as possible. She became very agitated when I forced her hands up and fought my efforts. So, I started "Hail Mary full of grace"...Mom joined in the prayer and soon as the Amen was out she wanted me to let go. So, again I said "Hail Mary...." The techs were have troubles getting the test started, something wrong with the machine. We recited several Hail Marys that night...and with each reciting, Mom said it faster and faster. At one point she said, "Oh come on Mom!"
We got back to her room and she rested peacefully for the balance of the night. I moved my couch where I was laying next to her and held her hand for most of that night. I had not taken my pill, so it was a sleepless night for me.
Tim had stayed with Mom the first night, I was there the 2nd night and Theresa spent the following night there. The next day Theresa, Leah and I departed for Fort Worth to attend a concert, Jackie Evanco(sp).
It was early afternoon. Mom was to be moved to the skilled nursing center later in the day. If we were to make that concert, we had to get on the road. Mom was resting and comfortable. I kissed her forehead, said I love you, which she returned and we left. I looked back into her room and had this oddly strange feeling. That feeling grew as we descended in the elevator. When I walked out the front doors I had a very strong urge to go back. I wish I had.
Theresa was kind enough to give me a ride back to FW. She had a CD of Jackie's and put it in the player. My thoughts were entirely of Mom. After one of the selections, Theresa said; "do you think she is going to get better?" I said of course I think she is going to get better. Then we realized I was talking about Mom and Theresa was talking about Jackie.
That was the last day I got to see my Mom...November 14, 2012
July 29, 2013
A tribute to Kidd Kraddick... He was so funny. There was a time that I insisted on all radios in my hearing arena be tuned to KKITM. Since I retired and do not get up and listen to the radio like I use to do, I lost touch with Kidd. I got an inckling, on some of those rare occasions when I awoke and listened that he had divorced. I feel certain that when that life changing event occurred for him he kept his faithful listening public informed. I was a constant listener when his Mom died.
I think I took him for granted. I felt that whenever I wanted to go back and listen to his show, all I would have to do is wake up early and turn on my radio. I wonder what will happen to his slot. There is no one that could duplicate his talent.
June 25, 2013
I started with Bakery Story for my granddaughter, Magda. Jennifer wanted neighbors for her bakery that were also friends or family. I think Magda got involved via a friend of hers, I think her name is Mia. Now, Jennifer, Meredith, Joanna, Stepan and I are actively involved in baking.
One day, I realized I could add another bakery on my iPad. I am already very involved in my bakery, but I start another one. I call it KittyLous. Now, when I need to tend to KittyLous bakery, I say I have to check on Mom's bakery. So now, I tend to my and Mom's bakery constantly.
Additionally, I convince Benny and Jerry to start their own bakeries. Jen helps with Benny's bakery, but I am the sole advice for Jerry's. So, in effect, I am tending my bakery, "Mom's" bakery, Jerry's bakery and part time help with Benny's bakery.
I find myself planning my days around the activities in all these bakeries. It is crazy. However, I feel a connection to Mom since I continuously say to myself, I have to check Mom's bakery.
As long as I am having fun, I will continue this madness. Anybody need a neightbor?
May 03, 2013
I was at World Market the other day and came across a display that offered packages of Fizzies. Fizzies were such a treat when I was a child and I contemplated buying a package of them in anticipation of visits from my grandchildren. I read the ingredients and decided there were inclusions that neither my daughter, nor my daughter-in-law would approve. I may go back and buy a pack for me.
November 25, 2012
I Will Always Remember The Day Larry Hagman Died
November 23, 2012, the day my Mom died.
Tomorrow it will be two weeks since my Mom died. Sometimes that seems like forever, then sometimes it seems like yesterday. I miss her.
The last words uttered by my Mom to any of her children were to my sister, Margaret. Margaret, Gerry and Brenda had gone to the center to have Thanksgiving dinner with Mom. She did not feel up to going to the dining room so Margaret, Gerry and Brenda dined without her. As they were leaving for the evening Margaret went to Mom and told her she was leaving. Mom asked who she was, Margaret replied with her name. To be certain that Mom heard, Margaret asked her to repeat who she was. To this, Mom said; "you are my daughter, I am going to miss you."
In my heart of hearts I know that although Mom was talking to Margaret, when she said "I am going to miss you" The you to whom she was referring was all her children, her grandchildren and extended family who loved and cherished her so much. I do believe we miss you more, Mom.