Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Moonchild
Today is my birthday. As a gift, I got cooler weather. Now if I could just get some rain.
Traditionally, my sign is Cancer the Crab. A water sign, ruled by the moon. Yes, I can be crabby. I can also be "moony". All part of the package. No wonder I love to be by the shore so much. I think "Moonchild" sounds a lot nicer than "Cancer the Crab" though.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
My Mother and Gray Gardens
This photo shows "Little Edie" Beale standing in front of Gray Gardens. The book, the movie, and the play "Gray Gardens" are based on the true story of her and her sister "Big Edie". Their home was called Gray Gardens, and they insisted on living there even though the house was deteriorating around them. They couldn't be persuaded to leave. Yesterday, my mother compared herself to them.
We had a family get-together at my niece's house to have dinner and talk to mom. She's living alone in the house she and her husband Dave shared for sixteen years. Dave was in a nursing home until Medicare ran its course; now he is being cared for by his son at his house. Mom is not able to keep up the maintenance of the house or the yard. She is paying people to do work around the yard. She is paying the taxes on the house. Dave is no longer contributing to the upkeep of the house. She needs to move to a senior facility where she can still be independent yet maintenance is provided. We have found one for her. She has friends who live there and love it. However, she refuses to leave the house. Yesterday she remarked that she is going to be "like that old lady who let the house fall down around her".
My sisters and I do not know what to do. We don't understand her attachment to the house. Before she and Dave got married, he lived there with his ex-wife. His ex-wife divorced him and moved to Florida long before he and my mom got together. Yet much of his ex-wife's things remain in the house, including pictures on the wall that Dave wouldn't let Mom take down. Mom said the other day she came across a kitchen utensil that had belonged to the ex and she felt like she was being haunted. Last Friday night there was a storm and Mom's power went out. She called me with panic in her voice, saying she was afraid to stay there alone in the dark. My sister, who lives close to Mom, went over and stayed with her. She says when she arrived, Mom was sitting on the porch and was afraid to go into the house alone. So why does she want to stay there?
Mom says she still wants to go to church and her art classes. We have offered her several possibilities to provide transportation. The senior facility we have in mind offers transportation. We have offered to drive her ourselves. We think she would be happier in a place among her peers rather than alone in the house. But she won't go. We don't know what to do. She is in a position financially to afford a place where she would be safer but seems to be determined to do anything she can to stay in the house. She listens to us, but the discussion always ends the same way; she wants to stay where she is.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
July 4th
It's July 4th, Independence Day in America. It's hot. I hear firecrackers in my neighborhood. I'm a little sad because I miss the old days, the days of my childhood. We always had a picnic. My dad always set off firecrackers, and we kids held sparklers after dark.
Now my dad is gone and my mom is an hour away. My husband is playing golf. We have no plans for later in the day. Normally, I would love a quiet day to myself. I have time to read a novel if I want, go shopping if I want, go to the pool when it opens at 11:00 a.m. But today is a holiday and I feel like I should be doing something special. I have no children or grandchildren to entertain; it's just me and my four cats in the nice, cool, air conditioned house. I wish I had a beach to go to, but I am landlocked in the American Midwest. I'm not sure I want to go outside anyway because we are in the middle of a heat wave; it's ten degrees warmer than normal for July. Everything is dry, the grass is crunchy.
I feel lucky that I have my home, because I realize that people in western states have lost their homes to wildfires. I feel lucky because we still have power; people in eastern states have no power so no air conditioning. I shouldn't feel sad. It's just a weird holiday, I guess.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
Washington D.C.
We visited Washington with our good friends from Philadelphia.
We stayed here. It was wonderful! They took such good care of us; I really didn't want to leave. We had breakfast, lunch, snacks, dessert and drinks here. It was so hot outside that we didn't spend much time outside!
We did take the Metro.
To the Smithsonian...
We saw Kermit:
and Dumbo...
Dorothy's ruby slippers...
and the Scarecrow's boots and hat.
We saw ancient treasures...
and modern marvels:
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