Comments on: family stuff http://finnspace.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/family-stuff/ Fri, 13 Nov 2009 15:08:03 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 By: Klinde http://finnspace.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/family-stuff/#comment-3834 Klinde Thu, 25 Oct 2007 20:39:19 +0000 http://finnspace.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/family-stuff/#comment-3834 With both parents firmly entrenched in their 60s I know what you mean. My 86 year old maternal grandmother lives with them as well. It is really the reverse effect of watching a child grow but instead you are watching them age more and more and become less of what you remember. I always thought both my parents were 10 feet tall and bullet-proof. Now I see the signs of aging and it scares the hell out of me. My father got lost coming home from the airport one evening because his cataracts were so bad he took the wrong exit. He could have hurt himself or others and he frightened himself so much that he walked into the opthalmologist’s office the very next day for a thorough exam. (Please note, he does not have that type of problem during the daylight, the cataract problem is exacerbated at night.) Going full circle, what I mean to say is I am sorry. I understand. For me it has not gotten easier. I am praying to be more accepting of this very basic fact of life. Your grandmother is in my prayers as are you. With both parents firmly entrenched in their 60s I know what you mean. My 86 year old maternal grandmother lives with them as well. It is really the reverse effect of watching a child grow but instead you are watching them age more and more and become less of what you remember.

I always thought both my parents were 10 feet tall and bullet-proof. Now I see the signs of aging and it scares the hell out of me. My father got lost coming home from the airport one evening because his cataracts were so bad he took the wrong exit. He could have hurt himself or others and he frightened himself so much that he walked into the opthalmologist’s office the very next day for a thorough exam. (Please note, he does not have that type of problem during the daylight, the cataract problem is exacerbated at night.)

Going full circle, what I mean to say is I am sorry. I understand. For me it has not gotten easier. I am praying to be more accepting of this very basic fact of life. Your grandmother is in my prayers as are you.

]]> By: Music City Bloggers » Blog Archive » Now Is The Real Growing Up Time http://finnspace.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/family-stuff/#comment-3832 Music City Bloggers » Blog Archive » Now Is The Real Growing Up Time Thu, 25 Oct 2007 16:51:02 +0000 http://finnspace.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/family-stuff/#comment-3832 [...] Finn writes about something that hits really, really close to home for me: It’s hard to still think of yourself as a kid and to watch the adults in your life age and deal with the ailments that go along with that. The woman that was propped up in the hospital recliner is the same one that made my brother and me a bowl of Cheerios and a glass of chocolate milk in the mornings when we’d spend weekends at our grandparents house. She used to be a master of the holiday feast. She made turkey, dressing and all the fixings, plus a coconut cake for every holiday gathering that would make Paula Deen cry with jealousy. She was an impeccable housekeeper and there was nary a speck of dust to be found in her home. My brother and I would sock-skate through the utility room on the shiny green linoleum and our white socks would still be white after our roller derby marathons. Over the years macular degeneration has taken much of her eyesight and there are now some dust bunnies lying around her apartment, but it’s still probably cleaner than my house. [...] [...] Finn writes about something that hits really, really close to home for me: It’s hard to still think of yourself as a kid and to watch the adults in your life age and deal with the ailments that go along with that. The woman that was propped up in the hospital recliner is the same one that made my brother and me a bowl of Cheerios and a glass of chocolate milk in the mornings when we’d spend weekends at our grandparents house. She used to be a master of the holiday feast. She made turkey, dressing and all the fixings, plus a coconut cake for every holiday gathering that would make Paula Deen cry with jealousy. She was an impeccable housekeeper and there was nary a speck of dust to be found in her home. My brother and I would sock-skate through the utility room on the shiny green linoleum and our white socks would still be white after our roller derby marathons. Over the years macular degeneration has taken much of her eyesight and there are now some dust bunnies lying around her apartment, but it’s still probably cleaner than my house. [...]

]]> By: scoutabout http://finnspace.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/family-stuff/#comment-3830 scoutabout Thu, 25 Oct 2007 13:30:25 +0000 http://finnspace.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/family-stuff/#comment-3830 Great post! I'm glad you're all getting to see each other again. And yes, you're right. You're definitely a mixed variety, but of the family members I know, you're all great. Great post!
I’m glad you’re all getting to see each other again. And yes, you’re right. You’re definitely a mixed variety, but of the family members I know, you’re all great.

]]> By: fluttercrafts http://finnspace.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/family-stuff/#comment-3821 fluttercrafts Thu, 25 Oct 2007 02:27:36 +0000 http://finnspace.wordpress.com/2007/10/24/family-stuff/#comment-3821 ((you)) ((you))

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