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A lot of movies lately seem to be about magical kingdoms and other-worldly scenarios. Most of us love a mystical story with a happy ending. The ogre gets killed or skulks away with his tail between his legs, or he has an epiphany and becomes tender and caring. We all need to believe on some level that good will triumph over evil. We leave the theater uplifted and feeling ‘‘all’s well that ends well.’’
Unfortunately, in our daily existence, we miss or have forgotten many magical moments and treasures because life takes on a life of its own. We all tend to get caught up in business, especially in these times when we can be ‘‘on’’ 24/7.
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| I find at 54, within the last 3 yrs. I have had to learn how to care for an Aunt, to take her from the hospital to nursing home and the all the paperwork inbetween. How to help her when she is down and pick her up for family meals. Her favorite, liver and onions. To come to my house for Thanksgiving and Christmas. And at 90, to go to the hospital ER. To see her one more time, to hold her hand, wipe her face and say good by. Then an uncle, to repeat the same for him. My mom, again the same. Now I take care of my Aunt who is left w/o her husband and she is 90. And my dad who is left alone at 86. He comes to my house 5 out of 7 nights a week for supper and a game of cards w/ my husband. Being the 3rd child out of 6, all this as come to me. I want to do and fix and help, and to listen to all the stories of times past, but I find I am tired. And sometimes the joy is gone. I am trying to find the joy again. The joy to be w/ your family at the worst times, to say goodby. Not only for myself but for the brothers, sisters, and others who can't be there. I am blessed w/ the best husband on earth and 3 grand-daughters, that can bring me to tears w/ their smiles and hugs. I have so much and yet I am tired. I ask why me, but maybe just to be the one to tell the history of our family. There is only 2 people left, and their generation is gone. My history, my source, who I am... as the middle child, teenager, wife, mother and grandmother. I don't want to ask why me, just be thankful for the job. So.... if you have any answers I would welcome them. Point me in the right direction. |