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Return To Sender (Birds & Blooms)
Elvis Presley put it this way in his 1962 hit song, didn’t he? “Return to sender. Address unknown. No such person. No such zone.” But that is not exactly how I felt yesterday when I opened mail from the magazine, … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1962, Acts, Acts 26:8, amazing, Apostle Paul, azaleas, beauty, Birds and Blooms, Bradford Pears, Dad, daffodils, dogwood trees, Easter, Elvis Presley, Genesis, Genesis 3:19, Hades, hyacinth, incredible, iris, King Agrippa, matter, mother, Passover, petunias, Redbuds, resurrection, Return to Sender, rose, spiritual, spring
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Thanksgiving
Three weeks from this Thursday families across this country will celebrate a day that Abraham Lincoln proclaimed a national Thanksgiving Day in 1863. Prior to that there is evidence that some form of it had been celebrated by various colonies (and later by … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1621, 1863, Abraham Lincoln, Alan Jackson, aunts, children, Family, Garrison Keillor, Gettysburg, grandparents, it takes a village, Kermit the Frog, love, Massachusetts, mother, niece, parents, pets, Plymouth, roots, seasons, Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving Day, togetherness, tryptophan, uncles, unifying, Wampanoag, Where Were You (When the World Stopped Turning)
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Dog Poop and Other Things That Stink
If you’ve lived long enough on this planet and have been out-of-doors for any period of time you’ve probably experienced it. One day you take an uninformed step on the ground beside you and you sense you’ve landed in a … Continue reading →
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Tagged 1951, Andy Griffith, aroma, bizarre, consideration, dependent, dignity, dog poop, elder abuse, fast-paced, freedom, ghosts, God, hurry, incomprehensible, infractors, mother, Nursing Homes, olfactory, oxygen tank, patience, Plymouth, praise, pungency, rehab facilities, respect, rush, stink, taking things for granted, veracity, waiting, wheel chair, white shepherd/lab mix
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First Christmas
My first Christmas was in 1953. But I don’t remember it at all. I was just a few weeks out of the incubator at the hospital in Chattanooga (having been 4 to 7 weeks premature, and just over 4 lbs … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Family History, Fathers, Stories, Uncategorized, World War II
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Tagged Christmas, death, Family, first, gifts, memory, Merrythought toys, mother, ornaments, presents, teddy bear, toys
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Unfinished Tasks
My oldest daughter was going through Christmas cards yesterday, sorting through some of her late grandmother’s unused cards to use as her own this season. We had given these cards to her as we cleaned out mother’s apartment in late … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Assisted Living, Family History, Nursing Homes, Stories, Uncategorized
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Tagged blessings, cards, Christmas, death, Family, final words, joy, loving words, mother, season, smiles, tasks, unfinished
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The Final Cut
My family and I went to see Steven Spielberg’s “Lincoln” last night at the movie theater; what a marvelous performance by Daniel Day-Lewis, portraying the beloved president who was complex yet simple, powerful yet demure, jocular yet intense, cheerful yet … Continue reading →
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Tagged death, depression, father, film, final cut, grief, healing, Life, Lincoln, mother, movies, mulligan, scripts
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Ragtime Cowboy Joe
On Saturday hospice took over my mother’s case at the assisted living facility in the small community where she now resides, a few miles south of us. I was pleased. She needs the extra care, and I think they will … Continue reading →
Posted in Aging Parents, Assisted Living, Family History, Nursing Homes, Stories, Uncategorized, World War II
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Tagged Assisted Living, children, cowboys, death, dying, memories, mother, songs
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The Music of Your Life
Tomorrow I will move my mother to assisted living in a nearby community; a new chapter in her life will begin. I pray it will be an easy transition for her, and one that will give her the chance to … Continue reading →
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Tagged Assisted Living, elderly, Life, mother, music, notes, old age, rest, rhythm, sickness, son, tune
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The Lost Story 