Saturday, December 4, 2010
Michelle I would hate to post any pictures of our snow, compared to yours it doesn't even exist. Only dusting on the ground...but by tonight I think it will be a different story. Winter weather advisory today. so we should get some good pictures tonight. I can't imagine looking out my back door and seeing a CASTLE! But I think Emma would love it. I can hear her now, TT can we go see the princess that lives in that castle? And play dressup? Janet I am sure she and Olivia would wear that castle out! Sounds like mommy is just going to go to sleep and wake up in Heaven.
when I Wake Up (On Some Glad Morning)
to Sleep No More (Jewels Adorning)
happy I'll Be (Over In Glory)
on Heaven's Bright Shore (Telling The Story)
with The Redeemed Of All The Ages
praising The One Whom I Adore.
when I Wake Up (When I Wake Up)
to Sleep No More (To Sleep No More).
Just like the song they used to sing!
She is just resting up now so she can get ready for her new adventures of praising God!
Jeris last name is "Dorsey"
and I am sending an invitation to the blog to her daughter and her son. Sue is her name and I am pretty sure she can share some memories of her mom and ours! give us another insight of her childhood hopefully!
Rita are the roads to your house bad? I am coming sometime this afternoon. Emma spent the day and night with me yesterday. Jacob spent the night with a friend, Tanner went to a ballgame at West so it was nice. We played with the Wii and watched music videos (she is quite the Carrie Underwood fan) and before we went to bed we had a tea party and read books!
Have a good day folks!
when I Wake Up (On Some Glad Morning)
to Sleep No More (Jewels Adorning)
happy I'll Be (Over In Glory)
on Heaven's Bright Shore (Telling The Story)
with The Redeemed Of All The Ages
praising The One Whom I Adore.
when I Wake Up (When I Wake Up)
to Sleep No More (To Sleep No More).
Just like the song they used to sing!
She is just resting up now so she can get ready for her new adventures of praising God!
Jeris last name is "Dorsey"
and I am sending an invitation to the blog to her daughter and her son. Sue is her name and I am pretty sure she can share some memories of her mom and ours! give us another insight of her childhood hopefully!
Rita are the roads to your house bad? I am coming sometime this afternoon. Emma spent the day and night with me yesterday. Jacob spent the night with a friend, Tanner went to a ballgame at West so it was nice. We played with the Wii and watched music videos (she is quite the Carrie Underwood fan) and before we went to bed we had a tea party and read books!
Have a good day folks!
Beautiful Pictures Michelle. Looks very cold there. The Pines are TALL.
Mommy slept amazingly peaceful last night. She had some Cheyne-Stokes respirations (She would breathe deeply, then shallow, then stop) yesterday and in the evening, But when I came and got in bed with her at 1:00, she was breathing evenly and still is. Bobbie and Elliot came about 7:30 and they sat up with her until 1 and then Me and Ruth SLEPT with her the rest of the night. I just told God to wake me if He came to get her in the night. Maybe she'll get to go today :) Keep you posted.
Mommy slept amazingly peaceful last night. She had some Cheyne-Stokes respirations (She would breathe deeply, then shallow, then stop) yesterday and in the evening, But when I came and got in bed with her at 1:00, she was breathing evenly and still is. Bobbie and Elliot came about 7:30 and they sat up with her until 1 and then Me and Ruth SLEPT with her the rest of the night. I just told God to wake me if He came to get her in the night. Maybe she'll get to go today :) Keep you posted.
Trish, the video was amazing! The song "I'll be home for Christmas" has taken on a whole new meaning.
Monica~ Could you please send us another picture of Marliegh because my kids are not wanting to share the one they got in the card today? LOL Olivia wants to wear Marleigh's dress. She said that it would fit:) You all looked beautiful!
Love you all!
Monica~ Could you please send us another picture of Marliegh because my kids are not wanting to share the one they got in the card today? LOL Olivia wants to wear Marleigh's dress. She said that it would fit:) You all looked beautiful!
Love you all!
Friday, December 3, 2010
The Hospice Nurse (Lori) came today and she was wonderful. She washed Mommy's hair and put a Foley Catheter in place. She had some urine retention because everything is slowing or shutting down. She commented that we had created a wonderfully peaceful place for Mommy to rest until she goes home. I told her we were just waiting for the angels and she said, "Oh, they're already here". She said this was a sacred place and she could tell as soon as she walked in the house. Mommy is so comfortable and looks very peaceful. She did say that Mommy is very close.
Trish, the video is priceless, I love it so many memories ,you did a beautiful job, you are so talented in that dept. unlike me , not good at anything I can think off.Glad Lonnie is doing good, sounds like he is all healed up, and Trish you do have some of mommy's gene's ,you just have to figure out which one's they are, Like the rest of us, We have both their gene's .some more than others.That's what makes us who we are.
I have your Birthday present, and will bring it soon.
I am glad you are feeling some better, and hope you can start your treatments soon , and then maybe you can get to feeling really good.Love reading all the memory story's and , Julie I don't think, I will get a hair cut from you, any ways soon LOL. Kinda like my chicken, story remember?
Sorry about that! I cried the whole time I made it and it took me two days! I have tissues in every room. According to Sue, and she got this info from her Mom and the thompson book that Mommy has, I think. That was born 1896...sorry about that.
And Jeri said the thinks that they did marry brothers or at least cousins. Not sure what Jeris last name is. I will call Sue today and find that out.
I am supposed to get some results today...or at least thats what they tell me. But just like the weatherman, when a doctor tells you a certain day it probably means a week or two later. But trust me i have all their numbers and as you all know I KNOW how to use the phone. And if that doesn't work I know the way to their doorstep. I talked to Lonnie this morning and he was in Clarksburg heading to Morgantown for a meeting on a cell tower that he is going to do. He is definately branching out! BEfore you know it he will be nationwide then global. I can see him now sitting in A piece of big machinery in Africa or down in S.America digging a hole and moving dirt! LOL If I know him he would move it all the way home and make millions on S. America dirt..He is so much like Daddy its kind of scary. I just wish I could say that I was so much like Mommy but I don't think I got that gene! blog more later, y'all have a good day.
And Jeri said the thinks that they did marry brothers or at least cousins. Not sure what Jeris last name is. I will call Sue today and find that out.
I am supposed to get some results today...or at least thats what they tell me. But just like the weatherman, when a doctor tells you a certain day it probably means a week or two later. But trust me i have all their numbers and as you all know I KNOW how to use the phone. And if that doesn't work I know the way to their doorstep. I talked to Lonnie this morning and he was in Clarksburg heading to Morgantown for a meeting on a cell tower that he is going to do. He is definately branching out! BEfore you know it he will be nationwide then global. I can see him now sitting in A piece of big machinery in Africa or down in S.America digging a hole and moving dirt! LOL If I know him he would move it all the way home and make millions on S. America dirt..He is so much like Daddy its kind of scary. I just wish I could say that I was so much like Mommy but I don't think I got that gene! blog more later, y'all have a good day.
Trish: Rita watched the video, but she will have to buy some more tissues before I can watch it.
I read the information about Mommy's birth family, and I have some questions:
1. Lurana's birthdate cannot possibly be correct. It says she was born in 1926, but Mommy was born in 1923.
2. Did Violet and Martha marry brothers? Both of their last names are Wolfe.
3. What is Jeri's last name?
Do you have any idea when you will get your test results?
I read the information about Mommy's birth family, and I have some questions:
1. Lurana's birthdate cannot possibly be correct. It says she was born in 1926, but Mommy was born in 1923.
2. Did Violet and Martha marry brothers? Both of their last names are Wolfe.
3. What is Jeri's last name?
Do you have any idea when you will get your test results?
So I have enjoyed reading your alls memorys! Jacob is upset because he didn't get to do any of that stuff. By the time he came along there were no more grandkids his age. He moved on to the great grandkids and most lived out of town. Thanks for the birthday wishes. We went to Emily and Zacs this evening and she and zac cooked Spaghetti and garlic bread. It was good! Started snowing and the roads were really slick til we got to Hinton. I took a stroll down memory lane today and made a video. It is eleven minutes long so if you want to watch it get a box of tissues and sit down. Mommys sisters, Juanita, Jeri, and Blanche all called and sent Mommy their love. And they all declared what a great sister she had been through the years. Jeris daughter Sue gave me the names of the family that has gone on. She has only two sisters left, of her birth family, and that is Hazel and Jeri-twins! They are: her mother Lurana Mae Bowen-this is how it is listed on head stone, B-07/26/26 D-7/16/71 Violet Wolfe Martha Wolfe Woodrow Taylor Bernice Dickens Maxine Smith Hazel Goodson Geraldine Harry (Gene) Holstein One set of twins-dead at birth Mommy also had a twin brother that died at birth and hazel and jeri! Wow 3 sets of twins. I am finished with my IV antibiotics. Still waiting on the ENT to tell my what the culture shows that he took and the CT scan of my sinuses. Wont be able to get my chemo til after he gets the report.
Donna Witt said she had the farm fixed up for people if anyone wanted to stay there when people started coming in. Some did that when Daddy died. Hope you all enjoy the video. I know I don't have everyone in it but I had to work with what I had.
Love ya,
Trish
Donna Witt said she had the farm fixed up for people if anyone wanted to stay there when people started coming in. Some did that when Daddy died. Hope you all enjoy the video. I know I don't have everyone in it but I had to work with what I had.
Love ya,
Trish
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Happy Birthday Trish!! I forgot to put that on earlier, sorry. I worked last night so that's why I was blogging early this morning. As I layed down to try to go to sleep I kept have more memories come to mind. Emily, I'm glad you mentioned the tire swing and the bumpy sidewalk. I could remember driving the tricycle while Janet would be standing on the back of it. Also, when we played hide and seek upstairs I can remember hiding in the slim closet in Grandma and Grandpa's bedroom right off the porch. It had that little window in it and if you were slick enough you could look out it and watch who was looking for you :)
It's a good thing Papaw finally anchored that swingset, we were on our way over the hill fast! And don't worry about physics, it's not that important. I can't belive nobody has mentioned playing on the "rack," for the cars out by the garage! Grandma got a little nervous and told the older kids to watch us young ones. I thought all the older ones were soooo cool because they would walk really far out on the end! haha, It seemed a lot taller when I was little I guess!
I'm still here...I always read the blog. I read it this morning in physics on my phone...bad idea. Couldn't read the board for my watery eyes, lol.
I remember a lot of the stuff that Addy said...I was younger but she always played haunted house hide and seek and dress up with me at Grandma's. I remember all of us piling into the little 'room' above the steps to the basement (where the ice crusher was) and Addy would tell us ghost stories...I still remember/tell them, lol.
I remember when the best thing that could happen is that Grandpa would take me and Tanner up in the woods. We loved to ride in that little red trailer. We used to play school a lot downstairs with that old desk...I'm pretty sure I always gave him A+s haha. When we fought we got the flyswat to the legs too.
I loved the swing set...you couldn't swing too high or it would flip on over the hill. We used to ride those little tricycles and that little truck down the ramp and on out that bumpy sidewalk.
I remember staying up there when I was little and I always thought Grandma looked like a completely different person right before bed. I remember being surprised that her hair was long...I guess I thought it was really just a bun under a hair net all the time.
Grandma used to let us slide in our socks out on the green porch...until she heard Grandpa coming! She also let us play his fiddle when he was out in the orchard.
I remember when I got older, my heart dropping into my stomach every time we got a call from them...I was always afraid it would be something bad.
Me and Grandma cooked all the time. Biscuits, dumplins, monkey bread, cakes, cookies...although you can't tell it by my cooking. We always made stuff with the sewing machine too. I made lots of pillows...she had to help me line it up and especially with the stitches at the end.
I have so many more...a lot of my first 20 years were spent up there on that hill.
Mommy is about the same today. Sleeping peacefully. We bathed her this morning and she didn't respond, however, she raises her hand up sometimes and puts it under her face just like she always sleeps.
Julie, Ruth said the word is "ditto" and you used it in the correct context. And now you know the rest of the story.
Julie, Ruth said the word is "ditto" and you used it in the correct context. And now you know the rest of the story.
Hello everyone. I will not go on & on today, but I wanted to say reading your memories of your mom and dad is wonderful, healthy and entertaining. Happy Birthday, Trisha. Never forget how precious you are. I 'diddo' Ruth's remarks about the family blog. (Is that the right use of 'diddo')?
Have you been to the ENT visit yet?
Rita, How is Vivian today?
I love the Hospice Group, Rita. When the Cancer Center in Nashville gave me only a 3-year hope to live, they introduced me to Hospice, so I went to work with Hospice for 2 years in TN, thinking I would give to them before they perhaps would minister to me. But...God had other plans for me and this December 16, it will have been 12 years since my Chemo and my bald head. I may go back to work soon at a Hospice here. I spoke with the director not too long ago.
I send a bunch of love and prayers from this home in Florida to all of you'ns up north. (Think 'north' should be capitalized)? Oh, I haven't heard from Emily in a long time and she has been on my heart from time to time lately.
Julie
Have you been to the ENT visit yet?
Rita, How is Vivian today?
I love the Hospice Group, Rita. When the Cancer Center in Nashville gave me only a 3-year hope to live, they introduced me to Hospice, so I went to work with Hospice for 2 years in TN, thinking I would give to them before they perhaps would minister to me. But...God had other plans for me and this December 16, it will have been 12 years since my Chemo and my bald head. I may go back to work soon at a Hospice here. I spoke with the director not too long ago.
I send a bunch of love and prayers from this home in Florida to all of you'ns up north. (Think 'north' should be capitalized)? Oh, I haven't heard from Emily in a long time and she has been on my heart from time to time lately.
Julie
Happy Birthday Trish! Love ya!
Addy, Michelle and Monica~ Who's house were you in because my memories of early mornings at grandma and grandpa's are a little different. They consist of the news blaring at 5am:) Haha
Do you know that grandma acted surprised every single time she came downstairs and we had just jerked all those blankets off the windows? Like her own kids were so well behaved that she just couldn't believe we would disobey her. LOL I am all for haunted house at Steve and Teresa's house. It just wouldn't be right unless Shawn and Timmy Wayne were there too. There were the instigators of the trouble...right girls?
Someone mentioned the tire swing and all I could think of was the time it broke. Who was on it then?
Monica~ Remember that time that the three of us were on the couch in time- out and we laughed so hard that we cried. I think grandma kept going to the kitchen because she was laughing at us. I agree that the couch meant we were definitely about to misbehave even more.
Why did you all raise such rotten kids?
I so enjoy reading all the posts!
Love you all! Have a good day!
Addy, Michelle and Monica~ Who's house were you in because my memories of early mornings at grandma and grandpa's are a little different. They consist of the news blaring at 5am:) Haha
Do you know that grandma acted surprised every single time she came downstairs and we had just jerked all those blankets off the windows? Like her own kids were so well behaved that she just couldn't believe we would disobey her. LOL I am all for haunted house at Steve and Teresa's house. It just wouldn't be right unless Shawn and Timmy Wayne were there too. There were the instigators of the trouble...right girls?
Someone mentioned the tire swing and all I could think of was the time it broke. Who was on it then?
Monica~ Remember that time that the three of us were on the couch in time- out and we laughed so hard that we cried. I think grandma kept going to the kitchen because she was laughing at us. I agree that the couch meant we were definitely about to misbehave even more.
Why did you all raise such rotten kids?
I so enjoy reading all the posts!
Love you all! Have a good day!
I, too, have these same memories!! I think we should all go to Steve and Teresa's, I got plenty of covers and blanket being that there are a few more windows downstairs now lol!! ICE CRUSHERRRRRRRRRR, my favorite. If it weren't for that wonderful piece of machinery I don't think I would have come to love ice in that fashion the way I do. Thank you Zac for giving me your ice crusher :) I don't have a sturdy enough place to put it at my home so I gave it to mom hoping she would screw it onto the landing in the kitchen. Haven't seen it yet?????? Mom??????? I loved that kitchen stove as well. Especially when she stoke it up to where it got hot enough for us to color on it. Grandma and Grandpa's is the only place that I was allowed to draw on a stove with crayons and not get in trouble. Genius I say!!!!! It seemed to me that once we got put on the couches for "time out" we did get into more trouble than what got us there in the first place. God has blessed us with the 6 senses so that we can always remember these things. Even though we may be half a world away or just a town away our memories can always take us there in an instant. And yes Addy, we are our mother's children lol :) Love to all xoxo.
Addy, That was awesome to read. You have some of the same memories I have of being at Grandma and Grandpa's house. We didn't get to come as often as you, being so far away, or like now: halfway around the world. But often when I am trying to get on to my girls and they do something that makes me laugh instead, I think of Grandma trying to discipline Amy, Monica, Janet and me. When I see my kids on swings, I think of that swingset in the backyard, how you really felt you were flying off that mountain. When I hear or sing a gospel song, Grandma is shouting all around me and Grandpa is quietly worshipping playing one of the million instruments he can play. I bet he his telling Gabrielle how to play all the instruments in Heaven! Or taking his turn on them. I will never again pick up a pair of binoculors on our trips here without smiling, thinking about the time I asked Grandpa ONE question about binoculors and got an hour lecture. But I cherish that conversation. He was sharing with me, in a way he knew how. Or take a picture. Aren't all Treadways photographers?! There are apple trees everywhere here in Bavaria. I will never again walk by a tree, pick an apple, or even purchase one without smelling it and thinking of Grandpa's trees or the time he had me on a ladder to pick apples. I can't cook vegetables without thinking of being in the garden with Grandma. Or make biscuits, fry sausage or pork chops or something, without being transported back to that wonderful kitchen. And that old stove :) You know, people here still use those.
You had it right when you said you were happy before you even awoke. I knew I would be surrounded by soooooo many people who loved me just because I was a Treadway. That has been passed to my girls: the love of belonging to family, that love of the family name and heritage. Our legacy. I am so glad you did that Treadway book, Ruth. My girls have used it several times in school projects about family, and the reaction is always the same from other kids and teachers: awe, wonder, and "your family must really be proud of who they are". It never crossed our minds to not be, did it? That's a Treadway for you!
I love the ice crusher, and the times we slept in the basement. Climbed up that long driveway. Ate apple pies. Grandma and Grandpa's house had the best smell in the world. That smell is a scratch and sniff next to the word "Happy" in Webster's dictionary as far as I'm concerned.
There is a gospel song with the lyrics, "Praise is what I do, Praise is who I am". Grandma and Grandpa were the living examples of that, with her shouting and his unwavering, quiet pillar of strength and trust in God. What a wonderful Patriarch and Matriarch. And we are blessed to carry on this Legacy. I have cried many times since Grandpa passed away and Grandma has been getting weaker, but as the tears roll down my cheeks, I also find myself smiling, thinking what a wonderful Christmas Day. We will be honoring the birth of Jesus and thanking him for His sacrifice for our Salvation. And Grandpa and Grandma will actually be telling Him that in person, looking at His face!
You had it right when you said you were happy before you even awoke. I knew I would be surrounded by soooooo many people who loved me just because I was a Treadway. That has been passed to my girls: the love of belonging to family, that love of the family name and heritage. Our legacy. I am so glad you did that Treadway book, Ruth. My girls have used it several times in school projects about family, and the reaction is always the same from other kids and teachers: awe, wonder, and "your family must really be proud of who they are". It never crossed our minds to not be, did it? That's a Treadway for you!
I love the ice crusher, and the times we slept in the basement. Climbed up that long driveway. Ate apple pies. Grandma and Grandpa's house had the best smell in the world. That smell is a scratch and sniff next to the word "Happy" in Webster's dictionary as far as I'm concerned.
There is a gospel song with the lyrics, "Praise is what I do, Praise is who I am". Grandma and Grandpa were the living examples of that, with her shouting and his unwavering, quiet pillar of strength and trust in God. What a wonderful Patriarch and Matriarch. And we are blessed to carry on this Legacy. I have cried many times since Grandpa passed away and Grandma has been getting weaker, but as the tears roll down my cheeks, I also find myself smiling, thinking what a wonderful Christmas Day. We will be honoring the birth of Jesus and thanking him for His sacrifice for our Salvation. And Grandpa and Grandma will actually be telling Him that in person, looking at His face!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
"Mamma's Teaching Angels How To Sing" By The Isaacs (2010)
I think this song is so precious, and for those of you who haven't heard it, enjoy! If you have heard it, enjoy it again! I think Grandma was practicing teaching angels in the time she has been with us! I was at Mom's today and she asked if I had anything to say about all the bloggin' that was happenin', I guess she didn't expect me to be quiet. Seeing as I am HER daughter, I can see that! haha So here goes some of my thoughts lately. The past several months I've spent quite a bit of time at Mom's with Grandma. I've fed her and held her hand, sang to her and tucked her in. A lot of time has been watching her sleep, or rest her eyes as she would say! When you spend so much time looking at someone, a lot can go through your mind. I've wondered what she thinks about, and what she really sees, hears, and feels. I CAN tell you that she really loves a dumplin'! But then again I'm not sure if there's a one of us that doesn't! And I can tell you that she thinks its funny if somebody trips or makes a fat joke! Though she may have lost many things in the past months, memory and motor skills, her speech and appetite, she has maintained her sense of humor, maybe for our sake, or maybe because we just look so rediculous trying to make her smile. Anyway, I'm glad for it!
Of the years I spent making memories at Grandma and Grandpa's house, there are some memories that stand out more than others, and seem so fresh that they might never fade. At least that's what I hope for. I knew that every holiday I got to see all of my cousins, usually for a whole week. And Grandma was usually chasing one of us with a fly-swatter! We would be put in time-outs on the couches if we fought, but we would always try to talk across the room if Grandma was in the kitchen and we were normally laughing pretty quick at stupid faces we were making. Grandma would get onto us for talking but we couldn't help but laugh at each other. The fights never lasted long! Even when she didn't have a houseful, every trip to Grandma's house included a session at the ICE CRUSHER! Somebody had to say it, might as well be me. (Monica, I expect a reply to this post.) And Grandma threw the best slumber parties! She'd let us build "sheet forts" in the living room, bake cakes with the oven door down on our level so we could reach it, pull out the couch beds, make fresh popcorn and watch Disney movies. And she'd play the organ and we'd sing sometimes, and we always had devotions before going to bed, and bedtime prayers. There was one time Janet and I were arguing and Janet got sassy with Grandma. Well Grandma got the fly-swatter after her and was yelling at Janet not to sas. I was on the other side of the living room crying because Grandma had already swatted my legs, and I yelled "Grandma don't hit my sister!" I was highly upset and I guess Grandma just thought it was funny because she couldn't stop laughing at me! We still got put on separate couches.
I don't think I'll ever forget watching Grandma help Papaw skin squirrels! That's the only time I think I would describe Grandma as a scrappy little thing! Those squirrels were so tough it was like she was swinging from the opposite end trying to pull the skin off! But they sure made good gravy! haha
Some great games of haunted house were played in that basement! Everybody always knew where to find Colin though, he hid in the dryer! And the windows were always covered with blankets to make it spooky but you better believe that as soon as Grandma lifted that door to come down the steps, everybody came out from hiding and those blankets got ripped off the windows before she hit the bottom step! Y'all stop actin' surprised, you raised us!
I've stayed at people's houses, slept in hotels, had uncomfortable beds, and noisy neighbors. But there are very few places you sleep that you are actually happy before and while you're waking up. There was something about the sounds of the house, Grandma singing in the kitchen, Papaw sitting at his desk, and the smell of biscuits and gravy cooking that just made you feel happy and rested when you woke up. And if I close my eyes and think hard enough, I can smell breakfast and nothing else has ever matched THAT smell.
I know there are a lot of things I have forgotten over the years, but these are some of the memories I've revisited while watching Grandma sleep, or even when she looks at my face unable to respond when I tell her I love her. While I am going to miss her terribly, I can't help but rejoice knowing that soon she will see the Savior she has served so faithfully and be reunited with Papaw and her babies! And I'll probably think of her everyday as I have Papaw, but I'll see them again. And when I do, what a day, glorious day, that will be!
Good Evening
Shawna (the hospice nurse) came today and brought me Morphine just in case Mommy would need it for Respiratory distress. She said she doesn't think we will, but they try to always have anything they MIGHT need readily available so the patient will suffer no pain. Her vitals are starting to change alittle...Her diastolic is running 94-96 and her Pulse is 104-106. Her lungs are clear, she hears no fluid...This is good. She isn't in any distress but if we think she is, we will medicate her accordingly. Shawna said she will come back tomorrow if I want her to, but I told her not unless there was a significant change. She said if I need her at any time to call and she will come right up AND she is not afraid of a little bit of snow.
Shawna (the hospice nurse) came today and brought me Morphine just in case Mommy would need it for Respiratory distress. She said she doesn't think we will, but they try to always have anything they MIGHT need readily available so the patient will suffer no pain. Her vitals are starting to change alittle...Her diastolic is running 94-96 and her Pulse is 104-106. Her lungs are clear, she hears no fluid...This is good. She isn't in any distress but if we think she is, we will medicate her accordingly. Shawna said she will come back tomorrow if I want her to, but I told her not unless there was a significant change. She said if I need her at any time to call and she will come right up AND she is not afraid of a little bit of snow.
Wow, I can't believe how active the blog has been today!! Yes, it would make since to do things when you have sunshine but it seemed I never had the time then. We were going places or I just had stuff/cleaning to do around the apartment :) I don't think I've ever heard of any of the stories that are on here today. Notes to self:
1.You can learn new vocabulary on a family blog
2. Never let Julie cut my hair
I liked the obituary that was posted. I think it would be so fitting :) I also agree with Vonda, I think our blog would make for a great book one day!! Oh, I almost forgot, I saw my squirrel this morning. It must have been to chilly for him because he jumped on the window sill, was there for a few seconds and then he left :(
1.You can learn new vocabulary on a family blog
2. Never let Julie cut my hair
I liked the obituary that was posted. I think it would be so fitting :) I also agree with Vonda, I think our blog would make for a great book one day!! Oh, I almost forgot, I saw my squirrel this morning. It must have been to chilly for him because he jumped on the window sill, was there for a few seconds and then he left :(
Mommy just opened her eyes for the first time since yesterday evening. She just looked at us and is holding Addy's hand right now. She closed her eyes again and seems to very comfortable. Ruth and I gave her a warm lotion bath this morning and she didn't respond at all.
Julie, That was funny but I can't believe you told that on yourself.
I spoke to Judy (Pastor Butch's wife) and told her that we didn't want a dinner after the funeral because so many would have to leave and go on home, and besides, it was so much food that I'm sure, much of it went to waste. I told her to tell the people of the church to put that money towards the building Fund which would be a lasting memorial. This is Rita, not Ruth. Forgot to sign her out.
Julie, That was funny but I can't believe you told that on yourself.
I spoke to Judy (Pastor Butch's wife) and told her that we didn't want a dinner after the funeral because so many would have to leave and go on home, and besides, it was so much food that I'm sure, much of it went to waste. I told her to tell the people of the church to put that money towards the building Fund which would be a lasting memorial. This is Rita, not Ruth. Forgot to sign her out.
For the obituary:
There are 25 grandchildren, 28 great-grandchildren and 2 great-great-grandchildren. The names of Mommy's adopted family: Her mother - Icie Mae Dillon Hatfield, deceased; her father - Homer Ray Hatfield, deceased; her sisters - Naomi Binion, Blanche Cooley, Juanita Wade, Sue Tackett and Helen Wingo; her brothers, both of whom are deceased: Ray Hatifield and Philip Hatfield.
Vonda: Check the spelling on these names and note any corrections.
We will try to obtain her birth family names from Hazel and her son Bill this evening perhaps.
There are 25 grandchildren, 28 great-grandchildren and 2 great-great-grandchildren. The names of Mommy's adopted family: Her mother - Icie Mae Dillon Hatfield, deceased; her father - Homer Ray Hatfield, deceased; her sisters - Naomi Binion, Blanche Cooley, Juanita Wade, Sue Tackett and Helen Wingo; her brothers, both of whom are deceased: Ray Hatifield and Philip Hatfield.
Vonda: Check the spelling on these names and note any corrections.
We will try to obtain her birth family names from Hazel and her son Bill this evening perhaps.
Trish
You know, my dad and mom did both use this word as I recall, but I guess my intrigue was reading history of the courage, daily lack of communication with other people and the numerous emotions of the women who made the trek between the Eastern area and the midwest is what actually cemented the word in my mind.
How strange that I did not readily recall, before now, my own family (from the midwest) actually using it themselves.
Yes, My dad wore overalls for most of my life. I never remember too many times he wore regular pants/shirt. If he felt he needed to dress up...he simply put a suit coat over the overalls. HA! HA! He left off wearing the straw hat when he went back to Arkansas then Oklahoma (where he lived the remainder of his days), and started wearing the cowboy hat that always looked too big for his head.
The story of the only time I recall that he really needed a hat that big goes like this:
My dad most always had a good sense of humor and loved telling stories and laughing. One day when I was in Cosmetology School my mom called and told me to come home because she needed a perm. After giving her the perm, my dad wanted me to use a razor to cut his hair. I had not at that point ever used a razor. He went out and bought one. I proceeded to cut his hair and he thinking I might be too nervous started telling me a funny story. When he got to the punch line the stupid story was so funny I was shaking with laughter. Well, I accidentally cut a big swatch out of his hair and by then even that was funny to me and I bumped his scalp again cutting another swatch.
We called it 'rat bites' and my dad laughed and said, 'never mind just shave it all close and my hat will cover it up"........and sure enough it did. (the next hair-cut time though....he was pretty quiet). Ha! Thanks for helping me recall a funny story about my dad.
Julie
You know, my dad and mom did both use this word as I recall, but I guess my intrigue was reading history of the courage, daily lack of communication with other people and the numerous emotions of the women who made the trek between the Eastern area and the midwest is what actually cemented the word in my mind.
How strange that I did not readily recall, before now, my own family (from the midwest) actually using it themselves.
Yes, My dad wore overalls for most of my life. I never remember too many times he wore regular pants/shirt. If he felt he needed to dress up...he simply put a suit coat over the overalls. HA! HA! He left off wearing the straw hat when he went back to Arkansas then Oklahoma (where he lived the remainder of his days), and started wearing the cowboy hat that always looked too big for his head.
The story of the only time I recall that he really needed a hat that big goes like this:
My dad most always had a good sense of humor and loved telling stories and laughing. One day when I was in Cosmetology School my mom called and told me to come home because she needed a perm. After giving her the perm, my dad wanted me to use a razor to cut his hair. I had not at that point ever used a razor. He went out and bought one. I proceeded to cut his hair and he thinking I might be too nervous started telling me a funny story. When he got to the punch line the stupid story was so funny I was shaking with laughter. Well, I accidentally cut a big swatch out of his hair and by then even that was funny to me and I bumped his scalp again cutting another swatch.
We called it 'rat bites' and my dad laughed and said, 'never mind just shave it all close and my hat will cover it up"........and sure enough it did. (the next hair-cut time though....he was pretty quiet). Ha! Thanks for helping me recall a funny story about my dad.
Julie
Well I guess we are looking for low maintenance in the hair department? That would be me! And Julie, you know Webster just had to make it all scientifical and stuff, how would he look for the rest of his words if he would've said it was from a bunch of pioneerin' women? I figure your account is much better than his anyway. So has that word been handed down from your Dad, as I remember him with his bibs, I could hear him say that! Oh and his straw hat!
I really like that obituary, I will leave that stuff to David, he did a fine job with Daddys.
Monica what I am wanting to know is if it was there for 2 weeks why didn't you do it on a sunny day? You know what grandpa Ralph would say about that right?
But I do think the poor little birds appreciated it! You know Grandpa would scrimp on the feed that he would give them in their feeders. I think he was punishing them for eating away at his apples during the summer months when they could get "other" food! But who wants bugs and worms when you can get a big juicy red apple!? If I was a bird, not me! Soooo when Grandpa wasn't looking she would sneak an extra scoop here there and yonder for Gods little "creatures that didn't know better, anyways its not like we don't have plenty. Let them eat them all that way I don't have to peel them" She said that last spring and many springs before that!
Just think in Heaven Daddy won't have to prune the trees and they can grow as high as they want! That way Mommy can see everything and she won't have to peek around the bushes and the shrubs because they will have the biggest yard ever!
I really like that obituary, I will leave that stuff to David, he did a fine job with Daddys.
Monica what I am wanting to know is if it was there for 2 weeks why didn't you do it on a sunny day? You know what grandpa Ralph would say about that right?
But I do think the poor little birds appreciated it! You know Grandpa would scrimp on the feed that he would give them in their feeders. I think he was punishing them for eating away at his apples during the summer months when they could get "other" food! But who wants bugs and worms when you can get a big juicy red apple!? If I was a bird, not me! Soooo when Grandpa wasn't looking she would sneak an extra scoop here there and yonder for Gods little "creatures that didn't know better, anyways its not like we don't have plenty. Let them eat them all that way I don't have to peel them" She said that last spring and many springs before that!
Just think in Heaven Daddy won't have to prune the trees and they can grow as high as they want! That way Mommy can see everything and she won't have to peek around the bushes and the shrubs because they will have the biggest yard ever!
Hair?
I missed something. What hair? I have read and re-read the blog and saw nothing about hair.
Clue me in.
Julie
Clue me in.
Julie
Obituary
For all of you brothers and sisters who have the gift of "words", ya'll may have already begun writing an obituary. Since I obviously don't possess that gift, I found this one a while back and saved it. Ruth and I really liked the way it was written and so we are posting it in case you would like to use it for inspiration. This woman must have been a lot like Mommy.
Virginia May Manning Carman
COLORADO SPRINGS, Colo. — Virginia May Manning Carman of Colorado Springs, on Sept. 8, 2009, started running with a shout down the streets of gold on Glory Avenue at 6 a.m. She was born on May 2, 1923, at Pemberton, W.Va.
Spectators cheering her on were her number one fan, and husband of 37 years, Edward Forrest Carman, father Howard Manning, mother Nancy Marshall Manning, brothers Edward and Okey Manning, and sister Willie Manning Cox.
Supporters at the starting gate anxious to join the run were six brothers, Robert Manning (Geneva), Kenneth "Sarge" Manning, Melvin Manning (Marcella), Donald Manning (Leona), Virgil Manning, and Ross Manning; two sisters, Helen Manning Preast (Robert) and Nancy Jean Manning Blevins; two sons, Howard Carman (Dee Carman) of Louisville, Ky., and Mark Carman (Alma Carman) of Virginia Beach, Va., a daughter, Jackie Carman Blankenship (Sam Blankenship) of Colorado Springs, and a stepson, Darrell Carman (Kim Carman) of Virginia Beach, Va., 10 grandchildren, 11 great-grandchildren, and a host of nephews, nieces, and many, many friends.
A list of her achievements include a ship welder during World War II, a dedicated prayer warrior and a beloved and dear precious woman who left a huge impact on all those she met.
A celebration of her race victory and life will be held at Hollywood Baptist Church, MacArthur, West Virginia, today, Friday, September 11, 2009, from 6 p.m. until 9 p.m. Her nephews Reverend Ron Blevins and Reverend Bruce Smith will be presiding over the funeral ceremony to be held at Hollywood Baptist Church at 12 p.m. Saturday, preceding a graveside ceremony at Blue Ridge Memorial Gardens, Beckley.
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~Rita~
Well, it sure sounds like i got my work cut out for me as a Matriarch for you guys as you put it, and I will need that #14 skillet from Steve, LOL.
I think this Blog could be David's next Hillbilly book, what about it guys?It sure would be fun to read I think, How about it David's?
You know I just had a thought , I hope they have a computer in Heaven , because I can just see Mom and Dad reading it now and laughing at us all, Mommy laughing till she cries, and Daddy asking whats so funny, Cant you all.?But don,t worry they will always be looking over our shoulder and watching out for us.
And Rita you and Ruth don't need any makeup any way , you all are pretty enough, Bobbie , Trish and I, can't handle any more beauty, so you all need to look like we do LOL BEAUTIFUL, Ha! Ha!
And can't you just hear Daddy telling the Lord How to mow the grass? sure does paint a wonderful picture, You know the Lord did a wonderful thing when he gave man, a mind for memories, we can always turn back time with it ,and remember our loved ones, how great is that!
And can't you just hear Daddy telling the Lord How to mow the grass? sure does paint a wonderful picture, You know the Lord did a wonderful thing when he gave man, a mind for memories, we can always turn back time with it ,and remember our loved ones, how great is that!
Well I'll hush for a while till I think of something good , Love you all.
Well, Ruth and I HAD our make up on until we read the blog. I am like Vonda, I so wish I had that gift to be able to put into words what I'm thinkin'...Oh, maybe that's why I can't do it, it requires THINKING! I'm more of a doer and I leave the thinking to the experts. (Daniel, I can see that look and them pearly whites!)
Vonda, Now that you will be the Matriarch of this family, you can expect phone calls and prayer requests in the middle of the night and you will have to get Mommy's biggesty skillet(#14)from Steve! Ya'll keep writing and I will just forget the make up.
Oh, Anyone want to put some money on who won the battle of the hair? My money is on Trish!!!
I am so thankful that I am increasing my vocabulary. Don't you all feel smarter?
Vonda, Now that you will be the Matriarch of this family, you can expect phone calls and prayer requests in the middle of the night and you will have to get Mommy's biggesty skillet(#14)from Steve! Ya'll keep writing and I will just forget the make up.
Oh, Anyone want to put some money on who won the battle of the hair? My money is on Trish!!!
I am so thankful that I am increasing my vocabulary. Don't you all feel smarter?
Ah...Trish...What would 'Webster" know....the tough women going out West were not from his 'educational" background. Many were from the Lowliest status of Europe and not educated at all. Example: (Farmers from Ireland and maids from England who very likely had married a man they barely knew just to survive) etc. Those are the ones from whom I took my meaning. (Sullen? yes, they could very well have gotten to that point after a while on the trail of hardship. Possibly felt mean by the time they went from Beautiful East coast area (which reminded many of them of the Old World they had left) to many parts of the Midwest).
But my meaning of Mulligrubs is only at the 'deep thought' level. Ha! Ha!
What a conversation!
Julie
But my meaning of Mulligrubs is only at the 'deep thought' level. Ha! Ha!
What a conversation!
Julie
Trish, for some reason I missed seeing your telling me how you were until just now. Oh, I was so thankful when they put the line in me for chemo. After the first round (6 1/2 hours) of chemo and veins blowing....well...it was a necessity. I am glad they won't have to do all that probing on you because it is painful...isn't it. Keep me posted on things....will you?
I love you much!
Monica, how very descriptive you are in the telling of things. I have read a series of books (introduced to me by 'Susan', Jr.'s wife)....called the "Mitford series". I dearly love to read those books over and again. You sound kind of like those books in the way you describe and tell things. How fun for readers. So.....I say, "keep on writing".
I also wanted to say what a kick David got from reading the entries about your Dad and the trees. (Steve, forget it, Your dad already has them finished)! Ha! Anyway, I am sure David will comment...perhaps this evening after church. He can read the blog at work, but he can't log on from there.
Julie
I love you much!
Monica, how very descriptive you are in the telling of things. I have read a series of books (introduced to me by 'Susan', Jr.'s wife)....called the "Mitford series". I dearly love to read those books over and again. You sound kind of like those books in the way you describe and tell things. How fun for readers. So.....I say, "keep on writing".
I also wanted to say what a kick David got from reading the entries about your Dad and the trees. (Steve, forget it, Your dad already has them finished)! Ha! Anyway, I am sure David will comment...perhaps this evening after church. He can read the blog at work, but he can't log on from there.
Julie
Julie I think I am a mulligrub...and either definition fits me according to most!
Vonda you are going to be quite busy after Mommy heads on to Heaven ya know, you won't have time to be creative. You are going to have to get a big stick or skillet, which ever suits you, to beat this family back in to shape.
Vonda you are going to be quite busy after Mommy heads on to Heaven ya know, you won't have time to be creative. You are going to have to get a big stick or skillet, which ever suits you, to beat this family back in to shape.
Just a Hello
Rita,
Ha! Ha! The word 'mulligrub' definition is not "mean" at all. It is an old Frontier word meaning 'to be down', 'to be a bit lonely' 'to be in thought alone'. History books record, Women in the isolation of traveling to the Midwest were known to say 'they were in the mulligrub' because there were not many or very likely not any other women on the trail in which to talk. It comes from the word mull which means “a period of deep thought”. And grub bushes are everywhere in the Midwest and are ugly, as well as, depressing. I just wasn't sure of the spelling. So thus, when I am here in the house, alone and working, and perhaps feeling isolated a bit, I think about about something you wrote on the blog in your 'mountain talk' (which I love)..........well...it makes me smile or laugh outright.
Trish, what ever happened to all the poetry your Mother has written over the years? This one has a 'sort' of flavor...of your her poem the Coal Miner's Wife I believe she called it.
She used to show me her poems when we would come home on leave. What a treat if we could find them and put them in a book for all in the family. Each family could pay for their copy to be assembled.
Your writing is a 'treasure'. What a gift! David keeps a letter or a few in his Bible from his Dad. Being David's wife... (Wow! after so many years I still love to say "being David's wife')....it is amazing to see the talents of all you younguns.
Gotta run I have a quarterly Teen Sunday school curriculum to write.
I send all the love that one could send in a blog to all of you. I pray for you daily.
Julie
Ha! Ha! The word 'mulligrub' definition is not "mean" at all. It is an old Frontier word meaning 'to be down', 'to be a bit lonely' 'to be in thought alone'. History books record, Women in the isolation of traveling to the Midwest were known to say 'they were in the mulligrub' because there were not many or very likely not any other women on the trail in which to talk. It comes from the word mull which means “a period of deep thought”. And grub bushes are everywhere in the Midwest and are ugly, as well as, depressing. I just wasn't sure of the spelling. So thus, when I am here in the house, alone and working, and perhaps feeling isolated a bit, I think about about something you wrote on the blog in your 'mountain talk' (which I love)..........well...it makes me smile or laugh outright.
Trish, what ever happened to all the poetry your Mother has written over the years? This one has a 'sort' of flavor...of your her poem the Coal Miner's Wife I believe she called it.
She used to show me her poems when we would come home on leave. What a treat if we could find them and put them in a book for all in the family. Each family could pay for their copy to be assembled.
Your writing is a 'treasure'. What a gift! David keeps a letter or a few in his Bible from his Dad. Being David's wife... (Wow! after so many years I still love to say "being David's wife')....it is amazing to see the talents of all you younguns.
Gotta run I have a quarterly Teen Sunday school curriculum to write.
I send all the love that one could send in a blog to all of you. I pray for you daily.
Julie
Trish, that is beautiful, wish I had your talent, but I don,t. I cant put into words how I feel, But you do it so well, God Bless you for it. and the rest of you as well, you all seem to express it so well, I enjoy reading your thoughts and the memories you have of being home with mom and dad.Love you All.
God Blessed Mommys Road and its leading her Home
I set out on a narrow way, many years ago
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
Yes He did
I think about the years I spent, just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost, and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there, you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
But now I'm just rolling home into my savior's arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
Hoping I would find true love along the broken road
But I got lost a time or two
Wiped my brow and kept pushing through
I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
Yes He did
I think about the years I spent, just passing through
I'd like to have the time I lost, and give it back to you
But you just smile and take my hand
You've been there, you understand
It's all part of a grander plan that is coming true
Every long lost dream led me to where you are
Others who broke my heart, they were like northern stars
Pointing me on my way into your loving arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
But now I'm just rolling home into my savior's arms
This much I know is true
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
That God blessed the broken road
That led me straight to you
The Road
I have traveled a road not taken for several years.
A road that has been curvy, rough at times, occasional pot hole;
but has always had a straight stretch in the distance leading to
places unknown, sights unseen,and new adventures.
My first stop in the road was when I was maybe 4
My younger brother,Steve, was in his crib and I was put in charge!
Mommy was in the yard hanging out the laundry.
Steve decided to climb out of the crib and go for a walk
on the front porch that has no steps and is 8 feet off the ground.
I grab him by his diaper and scream until Mommy comes running in
and saves the day.
I remember another time when my sister, Rita, and I got in a fist fight,
a lot of hair pulling; Can't remember why, but no one came to that rescue.
I don't have many memories of my siblings at home. As they were
older than me and gone from home when I was young.
I do remember when Timmy got his first guitar, red I think?
Chet Atkins was "the man"
Bobbie kind of fades in and out because she must have been in high school.
I do remember she was always the boss when Mommy and Daddy would
go to "town" and do the once a month grocery chore.
I remember Lonnie and company. Seems like he never did anything
without a group of friends. He always had motorcycles and
homemade go carts and always had time for me.
From there on everyone was gone from home
with their own lives, married, college, or in the Service.
I remember many times not seeing Daniel and David for years
as they were fighting for our country.
Mommy always praying for them or telling me her stories of them
So I would have memories.
I stayed with Ruth one summer and remember her curling my hair
and taking me to get my picture taken! Wow did I feel special.
Vonda LuGene was someone I heard alot about and knew that when
she called, Mommy and Daddy got really excited. And then as I got
a little older I got to spend an entire summer with her in the big city.
My memories of Mommy and Daddy are too numerous to tell.
I remember when Daddy would come home from work he would
sit in the kitchen in front of the stove and I would take off his
boots. Then I would rummage through his left over lunch in his
bucket! Then another memory of him on a green bench on the porch
when he found out he was not able to work anymore due to black lung.
Many evenings sitting on that same front porch listening to bob whites call
and he would say "sis, why don't you make us some popcorn?"
I remember the first time I made cornbread and fried potatoes for lunch.
Mommy and Daddy were either harvesting or planting something in the yard.
They bragged all about it but I am not sure how great it was!
Many nights I would be up with leg cramps or pain and Mommy would
bring liniment and sing or pray while she rubbed my legs til I fell asleep.
As I grew older we would pray together. One time in particular is when I
heard about a prayer request at church. I didn't know this young man
but he was heavy on my heart to pray for him. When I told Mommy about
the request she said well we will just pray about it now. The holy spirit
filled Mommy and she got happy. After that she said I feel that everything
is going to be alright. I met him a few months later after he had heart surgery,
His name was Danny Hutsenpiller! I often wondered if she knew that he would
be the one for me. I wish I would've asked her.
She was there with me when I had each of my children and then as I learned how
to become a mother she was there for me, my role model.
I called her at 3am when Emily had a temperature of 104, and she prayed with
me over the phone. I felt better and eventually Emily was too.
I called her when Tanner turned blue from the croup and I had no idea.
Again we prayed. Then there was the time Jacob had a seizure from a fever
We took him to the ER, but I had to call Mommy first and get that prayer started.
Then life got really busy, Mommy and Daddy got older and somewhere between
baseball games and the rush of life "IT" went from me depending on them
to them depending on me. Taking them to doctors appt, reading bills because they
couldn't see, checking blood pressures, blood sugars; all became part of my daily
routine. Getting calls at work from Daddy, telling me Mommy had another "spell" with her
blood pressure or calls from Mommy saying Daddy isn't feeling well can you
talk to the doctor and get him some medicine! From there the road got rough
with illnesses and age. But we continued our prayer journey on that old road.
Now Mommy is on that straight stretch yearning for sights unseen and those adventures
she has yet to take. I know she is rejoicing in her heart and soul because she
has paved the road for those of us left here on earth. She has laid the foundation
and although we may still have some curves and bumps in the road our own straight
stretch is waiting on us and I am sure that Mommy and Daddy will be at the end of the road!
A road that has been curvy, rough at times, occasional pot hole;
but has always had a straight stretch in the distance leading to
places unknown, sights unseen,and new adventures.
My first stop in the road was when I was maybe 4
My younger brother,Steve, was in his crib and I was put in charge!
Mommy was in the yard hanging out the laundry.
Steve decided to climb out of the crib and go for a walk
on the front porch that has no steps and is 8 feet off the ground.
I grab him by his diaper and scream until Mommy comes running in
and saves the day.
I remember another time when my sister, Rita, and I got in a fist fight,
a lot of hair pulling; Can't remember why, but no one came to that rescue.
I don't have many memories of my siblings at home. As they were
older than me and gone from home when I was young.
I do remember when Timmy got his first guitar, red I think?
Chet Atkins was "the man"
Bobbie kind of fades in and out because she must have been in high school.
I do remember she was always the boss when Mommy and Daddy would
go to "town" and do the once a month grocery chore.
I remember Lonnie and company. Seems like he never did anything
without a group of friends. He always had motorcycles and
homemade go carts and always had time for me.
From there on everyone was gone from home
with their own lives, married, college, or in the Service.
I remember many times not seeing Daniel and David for years
as they were fighting for our country.
Mommy always praying for them or telling me her stories of them
So I would have memories.
I stayed with Ruth one summer and remember her curling my hair
and taking me to get my picture taken! Wow did I feel special.
Vonda LuGene was someone I heard alot about and knew that when
she called, Mommy and Daddy got really excited. And then as I got
a little older I got to spend an entire summer with her in the big city.
My memories of Mommy and Daddy are too numerous to tell.
I remember when Daddy would come home from work he would
sit in the kitchen in front of the stove and I would take off his
boots. Then I would rummage through his left over lunch in his
bucket! Then another memory of him on a green bench on the porch
when he found out he was not able to work anymore due to black lung.
Many evenings sitting on that same front porch listening to bob whites call
and he would say "sis, why don't you make us some popcorn?"
I remember the first time I made cornbread and fried potatoes for lunch.
Mommy and Daddy were either harvesting or planting something in the yard.
They bragged all about it but I am not sure how great it was!
Many nights I would be up with leg cramps or pain and Mommy would
bring liniment and sing or pray while she rubbed my legs til I fell asleep.
As I grew older we would pray together. One time in particular is when I
heard about a prayer request at church. I didn't know this young man
but he was heavy on my heart to pray for him. When I told Mommy about
the request she said well we will just pray about it now. The holy spirit
filled Mommy and she got happy. After that she said I feel that everything
is going to be alright. I met him a few months later after he had heart surgery,
His name was Danny Hutsenpiller! I often wondered if she knew that he would
be the one for me. I wish I would've asked her.
She was there with me when I had each of my children and then as I learned how
to become a mother she was there for me, my role model.
I called her at 3am when Emily had a temperature of 104, and she prayed with
me over the phone. I felt better and eventually Emily was too.
I called her when Tanner turned blue from the croup and I had no idea.
Again we prayed. Then there was the time Jacob had a seizure from a fever
We took him to the ER, but I had to call Mommy first and get that prayer started.
Then life got really busy, Mommy and Daddy got older and somewhere between
baseball games and the rush of life "IT" went from me depending on them
to them depending on me. Taking them to doctors appt, reading bills because they
couldn't see, checking blood pressures, blood sugars; all became part of my daily
routine. Getting calls at work from Daddy, telling me Mommy had another "spell" with her
blood pressure or calls from Mommy saying Daddy isn't feeling well can you
talk to the doctor and get him some medicine! From there the road got rough
with illnesses and age. But we continued our prayer journey on that old road.
Now Mommy is on that straight stretch yearning for sights unseen and those adventures
she has yet to take. I know she is rejoicing in her heart and soul because she
has paved the road for those of us left here on earth. She has laid the foundation
and although we may still have some curves and bumps in the road our own straight
stretch is waiting on us and I am sure that Mommy and Daddy will be at the end of the road!
Good Mornin~
Mommy rested well last night. Monica, I just love it when you post, you have such a way with words...And the rest of you need to get on here and blab a little...You're Treadways for Pete's Sake, it just comes natural. I mean, it gets boring just sittin' here.
I think we need to consult Trish for the weather! She comes closer to being accurate than the Weather Channel. She hit the nail on the head...or Not! That was so funny.
Julie, I don't know what that word meant that you referred to and I'm afraid to find out :)
Mommy rested well last night. Monica, I just love it when you post, you have such a way with words...And the rest of you need to get on here and blab a little...You're Treadways for Pete's Sake, it just comes natural. I mean, it gets boring just sittin' here.
I think we need to consult Trish for the weather! She comes closer to being accurate than the Weather Channel. She hit the nail on the head...or Not! That was so funny.
Julie, I don't know what that word meant that you referred to and I'm afraid to find out :)
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Trish, It's good to hear that things are going well with the PICC line. I pray you get a good report tomorrow so you can start your chemo. I do agree that Sue DOES NOT age!! lol It sounds like Grandma had a busy evening with her visitors. I'm glad they were able to make it in. Now you all can't go cuttin' down Grandpa's apple trees. I bet everything grows so beautiful in heaven and you know that he is going to proud of his trees. Since there is no sickness in heaven he should be healthy as a horse. Yal might have a fight on your hands over them trees........and the grass!!! :P It is pouring the rain hard here too. We are under a flash flood watch till morning and it has been raining all day. I was cleaning off the kitchen table before coming upstairs and saw a bag of birdseed I bought 2 weeks ago. Not wanting the birds to starve any longer I put on my flip flops, rain coat, and snatched the umbrella and out the door I went. I just have a few feet to go to the bird feeders but I didn't realize what a monsoon was going on outside. At least they will have food in the morning if they can get to it through the rain haha. I sometimes have this squirrel that climbs up on the window sill and will try to jump over to the feeder. He doesn't always make but he sure gets Marleigh's attention. He is the furriest, bushiest little fellow I've seen in a while. I was going to get him a cob of corn but they only sell them in big bags so.......he'll have to fend for himself for the time being :( Janet, I don't always know what to say either so I just enjoy everyone else. I was wondering about your spelling as well lol. Love you all :)
Julie,
I have been tolerating the IV antibiotics fair. They make me feel pretty bad and about the time I start to feel good its time for the next dose. But this PICC line, that stands for Peripheral Inserted Central Catheter, is wonderful! No IV sticks, no burning veins, and I don't have to have it changed every couple days. I only have a couple veins so thats important. And another good thing is they can draw blood from the PICC line as well!
I had to see the ENT for this Staph Infection in my sinuses and he put a scope in my sinuses up through the nose and said things looked good. He took a culture and said he wants me to have a CT scan of my head and sinuses tomorrow. If the CT scan shows no acute infectious process going on I will be clear to get my chemo, probably on friday. If there is still an infection then it will have to be post poned because of my decreased immunity.
So thats about it.
It is pouring the rain here, calling for flooding and high waters! Then according to the local stations we will be getting 1-3 inches. That usually means it will be sunny or we will get 12 inches:)
I have been tolerating the IV antibiotics fair. They make me feel pretty bad and about the time I start to feel good its time for the next dose. But this PICC line, that stands for Peripheral Inserted Central Catheter, is wonderful! No IV sticks, no burning veins, and I don't have to have it changed every couple days. I only have a couple veins so thats important. And another good thing is they can draw blood from the PICC line as well!
I had to see the ENT for this Staph Infection in my sinuses and he put a scope in my sinuses up through the nose and said things looked good. He took a culture and said he wants me to have a CT scan of my head and sinuses tomorrow. If the CT scan shows no acute infectious process going on I will be clear to get my chemo, probably on friday. If there is still an infection then it will have to be post poned because of my decreased immunity.
So thats about it.
It is pouring the rain here, calling for flooding and high waters! Then according to the local stations we will be getting 1-3 inches. That usually means it will be sunny or we will get 12 inches:)
Trees
Don't worry about the trees. Ill take care of them when I get there. Haha.
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I just wanted to check in before turning in. Mommy and Ruth are tucked in for the night. Mommy had a slight fever so I gave her a tylenol suppository and she will rest comfortably. She has slept all day but woke up and looked at a pic that Presley brought her. She held it and wouldn't turn it loose. She had company today...Timmy Wayne, Danielle, and Deegan came this evening and ate supper with us...we had a nice visit, and Sue, Cindy, Summer and Presley came this evening too. It was good to see Sue. That woman never ages!!! Makes me right sick. LOL
Trish has made an appt. with Bill Wallace tomorrow so we can go ahead and take care of a few things. We are going to go ahead and have everything done pretty much the same as Daddy's. We need to pick out a casket, etc...Ruth, myself, Trish (If she can make it, she has to go for a Pulmonary Function Test tomorrow) and possibly Lonnie and Steve. If any of you brothers and sisters have any different wishes, please make them known to us before we go. We plan to have the Viewing and Funeral at their church and Pastor Butch will preach the funeral. I asked Mommy who she wanted to preach it awhile back and she said "My Pastor". I called the Pastor and he said everything was fine. Good Night, Love ya'll and thanks for the prayers, God is answering them.
Trish has made an appt. with Bill Wallace tomorrow so we can go ahead and take care of a few things. We are going to go ahead and have everything done pretty much the same as Daddy's. We need to pick out a casket, etc...Ruth, myself, Trish (If she can make it, she has to go for a Pulmonary Function Test tomorrow) and possibly Lonnie and Steve. If any of you brothers and sisters have any different wishes, please make them known to us before we go. We plan to have the Viewing and Funeral at their church and Pastor Butch will preach the funeral. I asked Mommy who she wanted to preach it awhile back and she said "My Pastor". I called the Pastor and he said everything was fine. Good Night, Love ya'll and thanks for the prayers, God is answering them.
Check this out,It's Beautiful
THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL !You may want to use "Ctrl +" to enlarge the screen. http://www.openmyeyeslord.net/ThisJourney |
Hello Rita,
I want to tell something about yourself. You do indeed have a way with words. Bobbie speaks to our minds....our spirits....to refresh those who read and heed her words......especially since the words belong to our Lord. (Michelle does that too).
Now you.......You make many of us laugh......feel lighthearted.....with the your hillbilly mountain way of speech. Throughout the day your words will come back to me and either make me smile or outright laugh though I am alone. (Laughter doeth good like a medicine...is the essence of a verse).
Thank you for 'Who' you are. I love you dearly for all your nonsence.
And another thing....You lift the spirits of others by your upbeat outlook on life. That encourages the rest of us (perhaps I should speak for myself)...to get out of the 'mullegrubs'. (I hope you know what that word is..'mullegrubs'...I don't think I have ever tried to spell that one). I also want to tell you I am thinking and will Pray for Blain. What a Sweet Teddybear you have girl!
Trisha I am waiting to hear from you. I want you to know I think about you.
Ruth, are you feeling better? How is Lonnie these days?
Much love is sent to all who of you. You are ever on my heart and in my prayers at this time.
Julie
I want to tell something about yourself. You do indeed have a way with words. Bobbie speaks to our minds....our spirits....to refresh those who read and heed her words......especially since the words belong to our Lord. (Michelle does that too).
Now you.......You make many of us laugh......feel lighthearted.....with the your hillbilly mountain way of speech. Throughout the day your words will come back to me and either make me smile or outright laugh though I am alone. (Laughter doeth good like a medicine...is the essence of a verse).
Thank you for 'Who' you are. I love you dearly for all your nonsence.
And another thing....You lift the spirits of others by your upbeat outlook on life. That encourages the rest of us (perhaps I should speak for myself)...to get out of the 'mullegrubs'. (I hope you know what that word is..'mullegrubs'...I don't think I have ever tried to spell that one). I also want to tell you I am thinking and will Pray for Blain. What a Sweet Teddybear you have girl!
Trisha I am waiting to hear from you. I want you to know I think about you.
Ruth, are you feeling better? How is Lonnie these days?
Much love is sent to all who of you. You are ever on my heart and in my prayers at this time.
Julie
Bobbie Your words always make me cry, You have such a gift with words and how to express them. More than one of you in the family has that gift...No, I am not one of them.
Mommy slept so peacefully last night. I was awake alot trying to hear her breathe or checking her pulse or just holding her hand. I was talking to Vonda this morning on the computer and Mommy just woke right up like I had called her name. I sang to her this morning. I sang Amazing Grace and I Want To Stoll Over Heaven With You. When I sang "Stroll Over Heaven", she squeezed my hand with, what I think, was all her strength. I don't see how she could have that much of a grip still. I told her to go on to Heaven and see Daddy. I told her the same thing I told Daddy, "We'll Be Along Soon". I put the Bose in beside of her bed so she can hear the music. It's soft and soothing. I hope Jesus finishes her mansion today...and Daddy might be planting some flowers for her...and a couple Apple trees...and maybe a bush or two...Well you know Daddy...
Mommy slept so peacefully last night. I was awake alot trying to hear her breathe or checking her pulse or just holding her hand. I was talking to Vonda this morning on the computer and Mommy just woke right up like I had called her name. I sang to her this morning. I sang Amazing Grace and I Want To Stoll Over Heaven With You. When I sang "Stroll Over Heaven", she squeezed my hand with, what I think, was all her strength. I don't see how she could have that much of a grip still. I told her to go on to Heaven and see Daddy. I told her the same thing I told Daddy, "We'll Be Along Soon". I put the Bose in beside of her bed so she can hear the music. It's soft and soothing. I hope Jesus finishes her mansion today...and Daddy might be planting some flowers for her...and a couple Apple trees...and maybe a bush or two...Well you know Daddy...
Bobbie you said it so Beautiful, yes Mommy was the peace keeper and prayer warrior, I hope God will Honor her service, and answer every prayer she ever prayed for her family, and give us all peace in our hearts, although our family circle will have two links missing here on earth, They will be starting the new one in Heaven , Waiting on All of us, everyone of us in laws and outlawsLOL. they are all mommy's and daddy's family, so we can Honor them by living by what they taught us all. Live by Gods Word and you will never go wrong.
Paul was writing to the Ephesians:(NI)
"I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace." (4:1-3) "Be kind and compassionate ot one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you." (4:32) "Speak to one another with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs. Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ." (5:19-20)
This paints a picture of Mom doesn't it? Momma was the peace keeper in our family. Always on the lookout for a way to be kind. Always the first to forgive. And I have this mini video clip in my brain of her singing snatches of songs and humming late at night while the canner was coming off and cooling down. We drifted into sleep many a night listening to her songs of Heaven. I'm going to miss those soft, warm arms hugging me. And that little kiss on the neck.
"I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace." (4:1-3) "Be kind and compassionate ot one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you." (4:32) "Speak to one another with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs. Sing and make music in your heart to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ." (5:19-20)
This paints a picture of Mom doesn't it? Momma was the peace keeper in our family. Always on the lookout for a way to be kind. Always the first to forgive. And I have this mini video clip in my brain of her singing snatches of songs and humming late at night while the canner was coming off and cooling down. We drifted into sleep many a night listening to her songs of Heaven. I'm going to miss those soft, warm arms hugging me. And that little kiss on the neck.
Monday, November 29, 2010
My Child Is Coming Home by David Phelps
I can't help but think this song would have made Grandma smile or even SHOUT! knowing this is what she has to look foward to!
Grandma, we love you so very much. We are praying for peace and comfort in the arms of God. We know Grandpa is waiting, and your babies, too. And the angels are getting ready for their celebration. Our hearts can be happy knowing that. We have our memories until we see you again, no longer sick and not in pain.
And to all of you taking care of Grandma, much love and prayer and rest in your spirits, too.
And to all of you taking care of Grandma, much love and prayer and rest in your spirits, too.
Good Morning All~
Mommy had a restful night. I didn't have to give her any more suppositories after 9:00 last night. Teresa and I gave her a warm lotion bath (I put it in the microwave) this morning and she went sound asleep after that, but then she woke up and was wide awake. Didn't say anything but looked at us like "Well, I ain't gonna sleep all day" LOL We got her up to her chair. She is incontinent now so we don't need to get her up to the potty anymore. We just keep her nice and cushy. She is literally laying on "down".
Hospice just called and Shawna is coming out (for those of you who knew Tim Brown, she is his daughter-in-law). She is bringing me a pack of diapers and she said that Hospice would provide, pads, gloves, and anything else I might need. She is also bringing me liquid Ativan, should I need it. I told her I didn't think I would, but they want us to have everything I might need.
She asked me if I got her prescription b/c she forgot to call it in when she left the other day. She apologized and told me that when she made a mistake, she would always own up to it. I told her that I admired her for that and it was okay. No harm done. I told her that I had to pay for the suppositories ($10.59) and she said I shouldn't have had to pay anything SO she is going by the Pharmacy and get me my money back!
Thank you all for the prayers and I know, without a doubt, that I couldn't be doing this is it wasn't for His strength. As some of you know, I had panic attacks when I helped with Daddy and I was afraid that I would have them now, but I am fine and I have a calmness that has to come from Him. However, Pray especially for Blain, b/c he is having a hard time. Love to All
Mommy had a restful night. I didn't have to give her any more suppositories after 9:00 last night. Teresa and I gave her a warm lotion bath (I put it in the microwave) this morning and she went sound asleep after that, but then she woke up and was wide awake. Didn't say anything but looked at us like "Well, I ain't gonna sleep all day" LOL We got her up to her chair. She is incontinent now so we don't need to get her up to the potty anymore. We just keep her nice and cushy. She is literally laying on "down".
Hospice just called and Shawna is coming out (for those of you who knew Tim Brown, she is his daughter-in-law). She is bringing me a pack of diapers and she said that Hospice would provide, pads, gloves, and anything else I might need. She is also bringing me liquid Ativan, should I need it. I told her I didn't think I would, but they want us to have everything I might need.
She asked me if I got her prescription b/c she forgot to call it in when she left the other day. She apologized and told me that when she made a mistake, she would always own up to it. I told her that I admired her for that and it was okay. No harm done. I told her that I had to pay for the suppositories ($10.59) and she said I shouldn't have had to pay anything SO she is going by the Pharmacy and get me my money back!
Thank you all for the prayers and I know, without a doubt, that I couldn't be doing this is it wasn't for His strength. As some of you know, I had panic attacks when I helped with Daddy and I was afraid that I would have them now, but I am fine and I have a calmness that has to come from Him. However, Pray especially for Blain, b/c he is having a hard time. Love to All
We have been praying also, that the Lord whould send His chariot to take mom home. She has been waiting I guess about 69 or 70 years to go home to be with the Lord. Yes, and for the caregivers, that God would give you the strength and grace to deal with this also. Our gathering here for thanksgiving will never be the same again but, just think what it will be in heaven one day. Praise God for His Wonderful Grace.
Love and Prayers for All
Love and Prayers for All
Trish I really like the background and the picture. Rita thank you for keeping us posted, it means so much to us who are not close. Wish we did not live so very far away, but we do and that's a fact. David was up at 3:30 in the morning I believe he said on Saturday night and never came back to bed. His thoughts were with his mother as he prayed she would not be in pain. He also prayed for you and the other caregivers till 7:00 when he woke me up.
I believe your mother is excited for her exit from this world to her eternal home as well. How blessed it was for all of you to have a chance to sing for her as well. Her soul received nourishment whither or not her earthly body could respond.
Trish how are you feeling? You are so quiet about your situation. I would like to hear from you for I think about you and wonder how you are doing.
I send love and prayers for all of you.
Julie
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Trish, I love the new look and the pic and especially the "I'll Be Home For Christmas". I believe Mommy will be "Home" for Christmas. After Bobbie and her family left today, Blain and I got Mommy up to take her to bed and she just gave out. She couldn't stand and she just has no more energy. I believe she waited until everybody came to tell her Good-Bye but I believe she isn't walking now but running to the "finish line." The way I understand it, her organs are shutting down. She has a fever now and mostly lethargic. I am giving her Tylenol suppostitories every 4-6 hours and she rests comfortably. She doesn't seem to be in any pain, just want to keep her comfortable. I was out on the back porch looking up at the stars and I remembered something she told me once and you probably heard her say it too. She said "God gives you grace to live by and grace to die by". I believe she can hear the angels singing in the distance and.....remember how she use to get so excited when she was getting ready to go visit one of the family.. Well, Can you imagine how excited she is NOW? She's gettin' ready to go see Daddy and her babies and Jesus. You know, she would start gettin' ready a week ahead of time...Have her suitcase packed days before time to go...and be waiting on you when you came to pick her up, hours ahead of time. Well, she's just "Waitin' on her ride". Love Ya'll
Wish I had made it for the singing. I am sure that grandma enjoyed that. Monica, I assume all is well with your tree. It is about time. You just got it up and will have to take it down again soon. LOL See I didn't have the stress of putting up my tree after that big turkey dinner:) Hope everyone had a blessed Thanksgiving. Love to you all!
Thank you Monica for the wonderful photos of Mommy and Marleigh! I have saved them to my computer and may print them later for a scrapbook. It was great Rita, to read of all those who made it to your house for "singing"and wish I could have joined you. Thank you for caring so well for Mommy and keeping her as comfortable as possible. May the Lord Bless you and Blaine. Am so glad you both had such a wonderful time in Pigeon Forge. Love you.
Christmas
Trish,
Thank you for posting the picture above. Love the way you decorated the board too. We just enjoyed Amy and the kids for a few days. Shawn and I had to work but we got to visit in the evening. Amy was even brave and took my two and her two to the pizza place all on her own. We are trying to get into the holiday spirit. Monica I love the picture of Grandma and Marleigh. Thank you all for making Grandma comfortable and taking such great care of her.
How precious is that!! Mommy slept good last night...woke up early this morning. We got her up before 5:00. She is up in the chair watching "The Gaithers". It doesn't hold her attention much. Ruth and Dan are going home this morning and Bobbie, Elliot, Adam and Corey are coming later today. Blain's Aunt died on Wed night and will be buried today so ya'll remember the family in prayer. She was 57 and died suddenly of an apparent heart attack.
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