I saw my parents this past weekend, to celebrate my mom turning 82. Also did some more of that attic cleaning job. I miss my parents something fierce!! I know,-- I AM grateful they are still on this side of the dirt. A sadness comes over me when I'm traveling back home until about Shreveport. I wish we lived closer to them, so I could visit every week. An awareness has come over me that came over Wayne years ago. WE are THEM now!! We are to be there for our kids and their children, now, but I still have them and want to enjoy the time I have left with them. And I think I am but I'm just not through being a daughter yet. It really pains me to think of losing them. I know, you who have already lost your parents are saying "shut Up!! at least your parents are still alive!!" I guess the anticipation of losing them overwhelms me sometimes. They are in good health, as far as organs go. They do have a lot of pain and disabilities.
Anyway, I'm just venting with a glass of wine, all by my lonesome. Wayne's at work and Mary Ann is somewhere with friends.
I'm so grateful for my parents and my children and OF COURSE my hubby by whom the children would not be. He is so much a part of my past, present and future. He has been in my life all but 15 years of my life. I just feel I'm at a place in life I want to be 2 places at once.
We had Valentines day while we were in Monroe. We both have the memory of our 1st Valentines day branded in our brains.
We had met 4 days before. He was our ride to this teenage nightclub for me and my 3 friends. His friend was the brother to one of the girls I was with. Found out later the guys had already picked us out as we were coming to the car from the house. They ended up later at the club. He asked me to dance and then we talked, then he asked me out for the next weekend. I said yes. During the week came Valentine's day. In pouring down rain, he showed up at my door after school with a valentine's card. He was soaked. I couldn't ask him in b/c my parents weren't there. The card let me know he was smittened with me. It swept me off my feet. Our date was 3 days later. When he brought me home that night, he saw me to my door (past my curfew I might add, and never got in trouble for it)and handed me my first love note from him (if you don't count the valentine card). Now that REALLY swept me off my feet. He basically poured his heart out to me.
Ok, the wine is gone and that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Dianna: I do know how you feel. You are not being selfish for wanting to be with them. You have known them longer than you have anyone else on this earth. Once they are gone... that is it. (How depressing is the comment?) I would really recommend that any extra money you get... go see your parents. You are right, you will miss them when they are gone. You never get the time back. So start planning your next trip to Monroe.
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Melanie: What a sweet story of you two. Wayne was always good at writing his feelings down. I miss his cards. I am glad you have your parents still. I wish you could see them more too. Sometimes that wine brings out the warm feelings! Ya'll have been together a long time and always there for one another, that is awesome. Here is to more good years to come. Godbless.
ReplyDeleteCherry: I love your blogs!!! They are always so touching!!! Love ya!!
ReplyDeleteIn reply to Cherry: computers are great, aren't they. All the feelings I want shared are stored somewhere in cyberespace, sp.?? Although reading things on paper from times past is fun too.
ReplyDeleteMary Ann: Sorry you were by your lonesome :-( But I'm glad you got to blog :-)
ReplyDeleteAnd you do know that you and dad are never allowed to cross to the other side of the dirt, right? Just making sure you didn't forget. Love you!
Mark: First of all, I can't believe Mary Ann was out with friends. That just doesn't sound like her. Second of all, I can't believe she HAS friends. Third....I think you should move them down here so we can see them all of the time. Fourth, Tell Mary Ann that if you and Dad are cremated, you'll never be on the other side of the dirt.
ReplyDeleteIn reply to Mark: Oh, I see. YOU are going to keep us in a fancy container on the fireplace mantle, right??
ReplyDeleteMary Ann in reply to Mark: Edit: They are not allowed on the other side of the dirt OR to be dirt!
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