My Katie 💔 I still look for you my sweet girl, In all your favourite sleeping places, I see a shadow and I think it might be you, I think I hear you ringing your bells Or scratching on the door, I can still feel the softness of your fur, Your doggie scent still surrounds me, ..
Tag: Aging Parents
All through the caregiving years, we were still making memories although I did not realize then, how precious our caregiving memories would become. Every life stage matters. Even though your parent or loved one cannot do everything they once did, there is still a beautiful bond, and time spent together is precious , whether it..
Christmas day some years ago, we had just finished our turkey dinner when the power went out. We were a small group that year…..only my elderly parents, sister, my husband and I. We sat in the living room, candles lit, and decided to tell about Christmases past. My sister and I shared stories of visiting the Eaton’s Santa in the ‘50s..
I was deeply saddened and moved by the recent death of our gracious and dignified Queen Elizabeth II . I was surprised by my own emotion. For many of us, she is the only monarch we have ever known . She was born the same year as my own mom and my mom always reminded..
My Dad had been in hospital for twenty-two days in 2014 and during that dark time he was gravely ill with sepsis. I thought I would lose him during that particular time and I was not ready . This was one of many hospital stays that my father had during the last two years of..
It’s September . It is apple picking time and the scent of apple sauce cooking on the stove brings back a flood of memories of my parents’ little backyard orchard! The trees were planted when my dad’s retirement years began. It was a new hobby for him and he kept meticulous records about each tree..
I believe it was Winnie the Pooh who said ‘ when life throws you a rainy day, play in the puddles’ ! April showers sometimes make us feel a little down, but we have to remember that the rain is so needed to bring on those flowers , and the greenery we long to see!..
I once heard someone say that courage is fear saying it’s prayers. I pondered those words and realized how true these words are. There were so many times, as a caregiver, when I was filled with fear , and closed my eyes and said a little prayer. What was I afraid of? I was afraid..
My dad loved to grow things ….fruit trees, beans, tomatoes, peppers, garlic, onions, house plants, geraniums …from seed or from cuttings ! Whatever he grew …it was always a labour of love! When he grew much older and lived in “The Retirement Home” he was forgetting things —- how to prune or graft and he..
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