So, I got pulled over this morning. I knew it was coming after all my plates expired in October. My addicted daughter had decided that the cash I had to pay the rent was hers so I had to scrape together what I could to pay. (I truly hate that my landlord insists on cash), so I couldn’t renew my registration. read more →
Today I was out and about and noticed a woman and her daughter walking in the rain. The woman was carrying a few bags of shopping so I did a u-turn and asked if they would like a lift. The woman was hesitant but accepted my offer and put her young daughter in the back seat before getting settled in the front seat. I asked where she was going and it was not far to drive but 2km in the rain would have meant they’d be drenched by the time they reached home. read more →
Years ago my youngest daughter was invited to join a mounted horseback drill team. Soon afterward she received a phone call that another girl was being “kicked off” the team because there was an odd number of riders (need even number for drill team maneuvers). She said “NO, not fair because she was on before me…I will drop out”. So proud of her! – Carole
Two years ago, my partner was having some heart problems and was in the hospital. Her birthday was coming up and her son had bought her a car as a present but she didn’t know anything about it. read more →
I was at our local IGA supermarket and had just got in my car, went to start it and saw a mum with a maybe 6 month old on one hip, two bags of groceries in one hand, another bag in the other hand and a toddler struggling to let go of that hand in the car park. Cars and stuff about, obvious danger and mum was trying hard to get the toddler to stay with her. read more →
I was at work today and I had the opportunity to help a nice lady and her 20-year-old son find an ethernet cable they needed. read more →
I wanted to share an amazing experience we had in the past week.
My daughter attends a small private Lutheran Elementary School in Fort Wayne, IN. Last week, my daughter injured her heel and could not walk on it. After X-rays and a Dr visit, we arrived at school Tuesday morning in a wheelchair. For this small school community, to my knowledge, this was a new experience for the staff and students. read more →
My youngest (10) likes to help out around the house as much as he can. Dishes, feeding the dogs and vacuuming, even though it’s had for him to push it back and forth. He helps prepare food and clean up after meals. read more →
After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said, “I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.”
The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. “What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked.
My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. “I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.” She thought about it for a moment, and then said, “I would like that very much.” read more →
My mother was in a rehab/nursing home for about 7 weeks before I brought her home. She died on June 9th.
I recently went back to the rehab centre to thank the nurses and aides for their care. As I was talking to one of the nurses, one of the patients, who they later told me had not talked for about 9 weeks, heard my voice and yelled, where have you been, she scooted her wheelchair towards me and was lifting her little arms up for a hug. I bent down, hugged her and told her my mommy had died. She cried and patted my hand, then went back to her Alzheimers jabbering, but still holding my hand. read more →
My 90-year-old mother was in rehab recovering after a fall. I knew she would never walk again as she had Alzheimer’s and I knew it was nearing her end. But she tried.
Her roommate was an ex-nun and was as stubborn as could be. I fell in love with her from day one. After we left the facility, we kept in touch. My mother died 3 months later. I had brought her home where she wanted to be. That was 2 years ago and I still call my friend the ex-nun weekly and go see her. read more →