Hi out there!
I don't even want to know how long it has been. I am sorry for not being here. I miss my blog. I miss you guys. I am just busy. Same old same old. Trying to find a good way to maintain my blog here so...I think I am just gonna post my Health Central stuff here and links to find me there. I don't want to say that is my new home but it kinda is. My home away from home.
I hope you guys are all doing well.
Sending you all a big group hug!
Merely Me
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The Losses of Growing Older
There is nothing that gets you feeling more nostalgic than cleaning out the attic. I was cleaning out my attic the other day and I came across a box with maternity items in it including a brochure about breastfeeding and a well used manual breast pump. There were also maternity clothes, a few bibs, and a "boo-boo bunny" fashioned out of a washcloth. I held the bunny to my cheek. I had never used it with my children as it had been held captive all these years in this box. Then there was the bag tied with curled ribbons. It held all the cards I had received to say congratulations for having my babies. I opened one of the cards. It was from a dear friend from years ago who has since passed away.
I sat in my hallway with these things, remnants of a time of my life which will never come again. And then the tears came.
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I know I should post this on the other site but I didn't want to. I'm stubborn like that.
I read the entire posting and gawd durbit I have tears in my eyes. You reminded me of the days my father and I spent sorting through mom's stuff after she passed away.
Many of the things meant nothing to us but we knew that she had held on to them for a reason. Each was a precious memory to her and she liked to hold on to her memories. All of them. There were buttons, old cards, pieces of ribbon and wrapping paper, faded pictures, cloth swatches, and all manner of bits and pieces of her life.
My dad threw much of it in the trash. It is not that he didn't respect her collections (and she had some doozies that defy reason) but he didn't want those memories to be there to hurt him. They were married for nearly 50 years when the cancer claimed her and the last two years were very hard. I managed to rescue some items I wanted and the ones that were specific to my brothers and I were sent to the rightful party. He kept some things, secreted them is more like it, for himself.
He created a collage of her pictures from when they first met through the last few years before the cancer took hold; he framed it and hung it on the wall. I catch him staring at it and I know what he is wishing for.
The past has a way of sneaking into our present more often that we think. We need to cherish those intrusions and let them flutter through as they wish. Sure, we might cry or laugh or just stare in wonder but they are us now as much as the were then.
Glad you are doing OK. I moved into a new house about three years ago so I had much of the same experience of going through old things.
I miss you M. I am glad to know you are OK. Love to you and baby Mew.
P.S. I sent you a cartoon of a cat last week. I hope you liked it.
Good to hear from you. I'm glad you're just busy but well.
Drop by my blog and read my post regarding my MRI and my questions about DMDs. I think the comments people left for me are very helpful.
Take care,
Nadja
hi d... glad you're keeping busy, and for dropping over earlier :)
fret not, those who care will always be around
blessings to you and yours :D
No, those times will never come again. I was reminded of that so painfully when my daughter slipped away so suddenly last month.
It is so hard to let go, isn't it?
Oh my...I am so terribly sorry. I had no idea. I haven't been blogging in so long...I did not know you lost your daughter. I cannot even begin to imagine what you are going through.
Big kiss on the cheek for you being here.
M.M: Glad you decided to drop by for a visit.
You do have a way of brightening up a person's day whenever you do.
Old memories of days gone by...especially when you're dealing with the memories of deceased loved one can be painful at times.
But are well worth it in the long run. So long as you can hold onto them in some tangible way, they'll never really go.
You are very good clearing out your attick - reminds me i really should get round to doing mine. Wonder what memories i will find there?
Glad to see ya back! I was beginning to worry!!
I also have been changing my networking method which meant I am not posting as much on my blog "Jim's Deep Thoughts". I noticed many of us are changing and trying to make the best of our situations.
I still think of you and I keep remembering that you are my neighbor (state). :)
Missing ya.
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