I feel like the world is moving forward
and I'm being left behind.
The past 13 years of my life
have been fruitful years,
years of helping others.
|We often had photography and art exhibits.|
While I loved what I did,
the mind was on hold.
You can love without a brain.
Loving others comes naturally for me,
I don't have to think about it.
|The residents continued to feel like they were a part of the community.|
As an activity director,
I planned activities for a 65-bed
long-term care facility.
I enjoyed the hub of activity
that allowed the residents to experience
some good quality of life
through continued involvement with the community.
|I made scrapbooks of their activities.|
They enjoyed looking at themselves.
I loved my job,
but in a small town we had not
yet begun electronic documentation
and most of what I did
was done by hand.
Now, I'm computer-illiterate
in a world of passwords, security codes,
http and stuff I don't understand.
Just take me back to my little shop
and let me find simplicity again.
This I prefer!
Why am I longing for the good old days?
I sound like my parents.
When did this happen?
I'm missing the days on the dock.
|My daughter and my niece at the homeplace|
that is long gone.
My daughter and husband are looking at a job
opportunity in Nebraska.
They are already 6 hours away
add 9 more!
She said tonight,
"Mama, I will want our children to come to Georgia
two or three weeks out of the year
to go fishing, to ballgames, and to musicals
like we did when we were growing up."
The college years!
|My son's high school team!|
We spent almost every night at a ball field or a court
from the early years when
Mr. H played softball, basketball and volleyball
until our son started playing baseball-
T-ball all the way to 4 years of college ball.
|My daughter as Sandy in GREASE.|
Many nights my husband and I met each other
exchanging places so we could be there for them both.
Traveling the southeast
listening to my girl sing!
When I was managing the shop,
we were recording sales in a composition book.
Maybe it's time to just relax
and enjoy these,
ore of this,
and time with this little one and
all the other little ones who will follow.
Please pardon my ramblings
and my run-on sentences.
I don't feel like editing...