Sunday, December 1, 2013

Back to Normal

I was going to write this post earlier in the week to celebrate my 60th birthday.  I was going to tell you all how wonderful I was, how wonderful my kids are and how wonderful my grandchildren are.  But a phone call changed everything.  After celebrating my birthday, on Monday, I received a phone call from the nursing home telling me that my mother had passed away.

On Wednesday, our son and his wife welcomed their second child, a healthy little boy into the world. Trips to the hospital, taking care of a three year old and funeral preparations filled the week.  By Friday I was a little worn out and not feeling so wonderful.  I think I probably hit the lowest point of the year.

Saturday was the funeral and I made a decision after dinner that Sunday I would get my life back to normal, whatever normal is.  Photography has become a part of me and a part of my life I've missed during the year, so I'm going to try and get back to a daily for the month of December, using Tracy Clark's, Picture the Holidays 2013 and Kat McNally's Reverb 13 for guidance.


Ralph Waldo Emerson said it right when he said "When it's dark enough, you can see the stars".

2 comments:

Sarah Huizenga said...

Happy Belated Birthday. What highs and lows your experienced last week. I think your decision to return to your photography is an excellent one. A good place to ground yourself. Don't give up we are all here to support you :)

Evelyn S. said...

Oh, you've had so many "big events" in your life in just a few days! I came here because you left a comment on my blog about already being tired of the snow, so I wanted to know where you lived. Alberta...no, we here in NE Oregon don't get the kind of winters that you experience.

As for your other life experiences: my 93-year-old mother fell three months ago (she lived alone) and broke both bones below her left knee. Although she lives 25 miles from my home, my 4 siblings and I made the decision for her to be placed in a wonderful foster care home here just blocks from where I live. My youngest sister and her 3 adult daughters also live here. Now, Mother wants to go home...she knows she most likely has little time left, and although she has no short-term memory, she knows why she wants to return home; at least she has some control over her life there. She uses a walker and she would have to have a caregiver most of the day, but she wants to go home. Yesterday, her doctor and her cardiologist sent a letter recommending that she not have her pacemaker battery replaced --it's due soon. I just want her to get back into her own house for some time; one sister and both brothers agree, but one sister with the key is resisting.