Checking in

I apologize for the long silences, here. Still trying to get my bearings. My father’s funeral was on Friday morning, and the graveside military service took place in the afternoon. As the eldest, I received the burial flag.

One of the family gathered the cartridges from the three-volley salute, and we hope to polish them and pass them along as keepsakes to immediate and extended family.Actually, Al and I now have the flag and gun cartridges from Mother’s graveside service, also, the family feeling it was fitting that their flags should be kept together.

parents in 1942, about the time of their marriage
Father and Mother

I am glad that once again so many family members returned for the funeral. We got chances to visit, although I had to take Saturday off to sleep. Friday evening, a bunch of us gathered at a restaurant for dinner and extended sharing. On Sunday afternoon, my brother from California came over to the house, and we visited until Al got back from his volunteer shift to give him a ride back to his hotel. And after his volunteer shift on Monday, Al also gave him a ride out to the airport.

I am not dealing comfortably, this time. One of my friends, a Friend in Colorado, telephoned me this afternoon, just as I awoke from (another) nap, and we had a good visit about parents, family dynamics and other sometimes unrelated topics. That felt really good.

In the midst of this, I am attempting to get back into the routine of exercising at least once a day. I also need to start preparing daily meal plans and following a proper diabetic diet, again.

It was good that John telephoned, because I feel rather as though I do not care to write anything. Or listen. Or talk.


in large cup: strawberries, blueberries, blackberries and left-over sushi

Labor Day Weekend | #WeekendCoffeeShare

If we were having coffee together, this morning, I would welcome you with machine-brewed Folgers Classic Roast, the same stuff I use for the Toddy coffee. Also, there is more sushi, left over from last night, and lots of mixed berries (for which I bought half-and-half on sale, inspired by fantasies of blueberries in cream). Don’t wake the Scampers, please. They’d do just about anything to get their teeth into the banana slices. 

buff-and-cream and sable cocker spaniels, sleeping on and in front of the love seat in the front sitting room

We can enjoy our coffee and treats in the back yard. The mild breeze and a temperature in the low 70s outside make this a good day to visit in the gazebo. I still am adjusting to the loss of the incredibly tall, but dying, cottonwood tree that until a couple of weeks ago, towered over our gazebo. The neighbors found a company to remove it for a reasonable price. The wood filled their entire back yard, and we thought they never would get it all hauled away.

As I mentioned in an earlier post, this week, a lot of time and energy centered on my husband’s cataract surgery. He will have a last check-up on Tuesday morning of the right eye. It seems to be doing well so far. If that is a fact, then on Wednesday, the left eye will be operated on. This will be the first time since his school days when has not had to wear eyeglasses. He is seeing things in the distance, and there is a radical change in the colors. Much more vivid!

If we were having coffee together, this morning, I would share with you about the larger tablet that I ordered to make reading easier for me, but without the bulk of a notebook computer. The tablet comes with a cover that is also a keyboard. On days when I am having breathing problems, I sometimes also have trouble seeing the smaller type and using the on-screen keyboards. When the box arrived from the manufacturer this last Tuesday, the top of the package was not damaged, but the bottom of the shipping package and one of the corners were mashed. I will need a replacement, because the screen was shattered. Happily, the power bank that I ordered at the same time is undamaged, and so I will be able to recharge my cell phone when I am away from home.

Before you leave, I would mention an unnerving dream from two or three nights ago. It involved becoming (in one’s mind) a young animal and eating, sleeping and playing with the other baby animals (who were digital constructs also, but lacking a human awareness within them). I felt safe, comfortable and free as a baby chick, and so ignored and then avoided call-back requests that would trigger moving my consciousness back to my body. At long last, I decided that I wanted to go back for just a short while to walk about the city and see if it all still felt familiar. When I managed to find my way out, it was into an old, invalided body that could no longer walk or move easily, hooked up to an almost dry IV. The lights…the power was out in the building. When I looked out of the window, the city’s streets were empty of everyone and of any trace of human presence. And I could find no way to return to the digital reality in which I had been lost for so long. I have often had vivid dreams, but this one was out of the ordinary.

My recent piano practice sessions have been quite short (back and arm pains/weakness), but I am doing well with the exercise bike. I am thinking about taking the 10-lb hand weights to the gazebo with me and trying my old arm exercises while I am pedaling. I need to strengthen arms, back and breathing muscles, now, and concentrate on maintaining my balance while pedaling, so that next spring I can walk around the neighborhood.

Thank you for joining me for a visit, today. You can find Diana’s Part-Time Monster blog here, along with the InLinkz linkup button where you will find links to other #weekendcoffeeshare blog posts.

Best wishes for the weekend!