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Summer 2016 marked the 35th anniversary of the year that Aneurysm issues hit home and changed our lives forever! When suddenly widowed to the "Time Bomb In the Brain", there was not much we could have done to prevent it. NOTTANYMORE! Share the message to any you know who may be at risk for it: Get the Tests! They save lives.....and enjoy this post and comment as you like - find me as needed - I am here for this one.....elle.Read More
What do they call it when you see the most beautiful thing! It is a glimpse, out of context, perhaps, but you feel redeemed, renewed and more alive than before you met. But the high turns to horrified, when the entire image reveals itself! OH! And then, just as passionately one is "RE-redeemed", when insight and the angels come to help? There must be a word for it. Let me explain, and ask me for clarity where it gets obscure:
"Your children are not your children - they are the sons and daughters of life's yearning for itself" . God is the Archer, my late husband and I the Bow and string, and our children the arrows we sent into the world. Such thinking really helps and I am glad I was cultivated to it. But ohhhhhh....those years with them idling in he quiver! And just dancing about and deployed not far and for fun only....just to be ready for when it was time and shined up and returned to their place. Those days keep me just fine and glowing whenever I tap into them!Read More
A friend shared her firstborn son's four-month baby photo story at Facebook this morning and improved Monday measurably! Thanksomuch, Jessica ! Mother and child are a gift to life itself! It reminded me of our own son's baby days! May this post help do my part for veterans and all loving parents.Read More
. Difficult time with step parents ended and she self-educated to become the grandest in wifehood, motherhood and personhood , in spite of challenges later. She took big downs and rallied to win thru every time. And fun in all of it for us all!
So I feel the stories might be worth sharing - they should really not be lost now that she is leaving us.
Fairfield Connecticut is nickname heaven and Mother has enjoyed several of them.
It was no fluke that our Mother, Albina was an early CyberSenior ! After thirty years of "fine online" , the Southport Belle aged out of most computing, two years ago at 88 and due to her TTY machine daily in the late seventies and eighties, upgrading to computer and SKYPE was a breeze! Cyber Senior in her own right - she felt no lack of tech support. Both parents were tech apt and our Father's hands made the gold foil you see on the Lunar landing module at the first moon landing July 20, 1969. . I code, and could help, and my son was world-class IT and daughter nearby worked online enough to be able to run to Gram's to unfreeze a thing. IN a hearing aid since the 1950s the internet opened up the world for my Mother again - no more mistakes understanding people, thanks to emails and Skpe to let her lipread perfectly. A triumph that gave her years of life I am sure.Read More
Threads of topic, the fiber of our being, the stuff of life - a bit of fabric and fashion find their way into our talk and writings - easily in my home State Connecticut since it's textile mills as far back as the 1600s are part of how America won its independence: my home state wove the fabric for the nation until after the Civil War, including that of uniforms for both sides in the conflict.
And today it is about ending abuses in the fashion industry - one of the last places on earth that still works humans sub-humanly.Read More
At ninety, there is no shame: “the bones and joints” won’t let her set her own hair anyway, so more fun at the hairdresser is in order. My sister sent Mother’s curlers to me. No fair - the memories! Just curlers- as with all "the little things" - a curlers story:Read More