Self -help books are
some of the hardest books to read, they usually rank with text books. Don’t take it personal that people haven’t read or applied the book to their lives. I just think that is part of our human nature.
For instance, I’m dealing right now with a 73 year old woman who is a caregiver for her 98 year old mother. She has yet to see that services are available to her, based on her age alone. She uses her mom’s wheelchair as her walker for instance. Even when her mom isn’t with her at the grocery store, she has her mom’s wheel chair but flat out denies she needs a walking aid. In her eyes she’s the child and she’s not an elder – her mom is.
when dh’s last living grandparents were still around, they hosted a July 4th reunion. Actually the summer we were to marry, they held a shower for us. Very sweet.
Now you must know that these reunions were in Louisiana and it always HOT, HOT, HOT. Did I say it was (is) hot? Much of the time we were outside at these reunions. Dh’s grandfather was a stickler for NOT running the a/c. We all just had to suffer together. It was not that they couldn’t afford it, they just didn’t run it.
Back in 1986 dh’s sister and I were both pregnant and due in October. I distinctly remember dh’s aunt going to dh’s grandpa (her father in law) and saying, “We have 2 pregnant women here and they need to be in air conditioning.” She then went in and turned on the a/c. That is the first time I ever remember them running it. Guess where my dsil and I stayed the rest of the day? LOL
What are your good and bad 4 the memories?
The good: Mine are the ones early in our marriage were we would get together with dh’s family and all their family friends for a major pot luck meal, homemade ice cream and a huge fireworks show. One in particular still makes me smile, my niece was tiny, just big enough to enjoy poppers (those little things your throw down) and that was the only firework she wanted anything to do with. My dbil ended up buying out every popper in a 50 mile radius he could find because her delight was so big with them. That niece is now old enough that her dd just graduated high school, but she still loves Poppers.
The Bad: Involves that same niece as well. She is very special to us and when she was about 6 she was at our house for the cul de sac display. Many of her fireworks wouldn’t go off for some reason. She had graduated to Roman Candles by then and not a one of them would go off. Dh got the ‘bright’ idea to make a black powder fuse for one. Apparently when he did he got some bp on his hands and …nuff said. He wouldn’t go to ER, but he did agree to pain pills for a few days afterwards. Luckily it was just a bad burn and he didn’t lose a finger, which he very well could have.