The welcoming hugs and sincere compliments come from a dynamic group of Seniors at my church. They are, by far, the most personality filled group I have ever known! My Minister of Music has several of us to lend a vocal hand to this group when they sing and today my “Mutual Cat Loving Friend” and I will be that vocal hand. The Seniors are taking a short trip to a local Nursing Home to usher in a bit of Holiday Cheer!
Helping Seniors…In More Ways Than One!
I am not a stranger to being in a nursing home…much less singing in them. I, as a small child, would visit my great-grandparents and sing for them. When my grandmothers were placed in nursing homes I went to visit and became aware of the overwhelming sadness surrounding this type of living. “Maybe this is why I now sing with my “Mutual Cat Loving Friend” every third Sunday at a facility of semi-shut-ins. The expressions tell the many stories…the bright and twinkling eyes….the shaky out reaching hands…the low hanging head…the attending nurse standing quietly next to a special case… “My heart-strings are tugged!”
The Seniors at my church have a tight-knit group…and support each other daily. What an incredible example they give to us as they minister to those in the nursing homes. My parents taught us to respect and love these valuable members of the church. My parents would always tell us “You will never understand what a simple touch or word can do until you are older…” I love to give hugs and take time to speak to them…even more so today! There is one sweet spirit that, though she is three years older than my dad, seems fragile and weak! She has a spunky personality and lights up a room when she walks in. She has the most beautiful and clear soprano voice and was asked to sing a solo last year at one of the nursing homes. The timid voice began to shake and I moved behind her and rested my hand on her shoulder. When she finished I leaned up and told her how beautiful her song was…she just grabbed me and said “I thought an angel was standing behind me to give me strength…it was you!” Needless to say we have a special connection!
Oh the many life lessons they have already taught me and there are many things I still have to learn. I have tried to instill this same respect and love, for this special group, in my own children and have been thrilled to see the results. My 3 sons all appreciate and help Seniors…we are still working with the youngest. He is learning from a professional though…my 20 year old has taken him under his wing and shown him how to relate and respect this valuable resource called Seniors. (Don’t tell him I have seen him do this…it would ruin his coolness!)
It is almost time for me to start getting ready to leave. Would you do me a favor today? If you see a Senior…speak to them! Offer a hand or just a moment to listen! They will love it and you will not forget it!
“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”
It is still dark outside and there are no morning shadows moving across my floor. I have finished my first over-sized espresso and am preparing hubby’s commuter cup. “Signs of normalcy! Finally!” This limbo of sorts, with two holidays smashed together, has really thrown this semi-chaos-organizing-
freak-queen to quietly plead for the return of the chaotic normal. The light is teasing me from the end of the tunnel…as it inches closer and closer. Sunday with be the official start of my oh-so-typical-routine. And then the blessed routine of Monday! OMG…I am “Waiting for Normal!
My family have been the house too long and I have not been able to peruse my daily chore list like usual. My fridge has been stack and packed, vicariously with leftovers, and resembles the Leaning Tower of Piza. (My sons are quite talented at food storage…NOT!) Removing the wrong item could cause a landslide of leftovers to cascade onto the floor. “I personally would not want to see that…much less clean that!” I guess I know what I will be doing this weekend!
Speaking of leftovers…my menu planning is returning to normal. My oldest just came upstairs to eat breakfast and wanted to know what was for dinner. It was not even 8:00 and this sleepy old brain was asked that question. “Hmmm…How about Hashbrown Casserole?” What a great way to use the leftover ham from New Years and the frozen bag of Hashbrowns. That was easy…yea! One less thing to worry about today and I am all for that. The rest of the Ham will be put with a meal that “our mutual cat loving friend” and I are taking to a family who just experienced a loss of a child.
My hubby is having issues of his own. Situations at work have caused him to question remaining there. “He is making less than several of the low-of-the-totem-pole employees and he is management.” I told him he would know when it is time and that God would open a door for him…he agreed! Monday…New Year’s Eve…my hubby got a phone call from a previous work associate. “Do I have a job for you!” The short of it is my hubby interviewed for this new position yesterday and it would mean more $$$$ and, of course, higher title. The downside is the longer commute! I know he plans to talk with his present boss, and long-time friend today. This will be a very long day for my hubby!
Oh No…my coffee is empty! BRB!
That was close! Another reason for my ever-growing-need for Normal is the fact that my youngest brought home a bug…from school. “No, not that kind of bug, but a lovely little cold that has finally reached every person in the family.” Aren’t I thrilled! The supply of daytime and nighttime medications are readily available for all to take…except me. Yea…goody…thrill of a lifetime! I cannot take these convenient meds…so self treating until my doctor gets back in town. Fortunately…no fever or loss of voice…just boxes of Kleenex in every room and the sound of echoing blowing noses. Oh and my youngest is feeling fine NOW. Come Monday he is back to school and TKD and homework and relaxing normalcy.
Time for me to get my life back into the cleaning-organized-list-provoked-menu-planned-schedule-driven routine. Shh! I can almost hear the Blue Bird of Happiness singing it’s happy little song. Sorry…it was just a scampering pair of squirrels chasing each other through the trees.
Well I am still motivated and excited to return to the same old daily routine. I have decided to add something else to my plate but that is something I will share on another day.
The sun is up and the morning shadows are stretching across my floor as my Precious Princess snoozes on the couch. She has her “Spa Day” tomorrow and will be groomed and bathed. She will be back to normal and hopefully will stop leaving those little furry souvenirs around the house. As for me…I am off to make an Apple Crisp, for later, before the end of holiday roar between the siblings penetrates my day.
I am seeing more coffee in my near future…Do you want a cup?
Do you have a routine or desire a schedule led day? Let me know!
Have a great day!