My pop died December 19, 2008 at approximately 8:30 p.m. We had just had him transferred to a specialty care hospital that afternoon. Just watching the emergency crew transferring him from one bed to another seemed to just overwhelm him. Before we left him for the evening, I gave him a kiss and told him if he didn't want to hang out here he could take off at anytime...told him his parents, brothers and golf buddies were waiting for him to go play on heaven's links. He died within an hour after we left.
I'll miss him terribly, but another generation will continue to use his silly sayings in both English and Spanish, we will continue to be $$ savvy as he taught us and will continue to love each other as always. A friend of his once told him that the biggest problem he had was loving his family too much. Don't get me wrong, we were never overindulged, but if we wanted something we had to work for it...even if it included cleaning the nasty toilets in his office!!!
Tomorrow we bury my wonderful dad and will go on with our lives without him. I will carry him in my heart and feel his warmth in my soul. When we left the hospital the second time, to view his body, the last thing I said to him was, "I love you, pop; see you in my dreams." I hope he visits soon....want to know what kind of off-coloured jokes they tell in heaven!!!! Peace out.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Well, I'm facing a major change in my life that many have faced and will as long as humans are around. My father is critically ill and I really feel he's not coming home. He's 87, a colon cancer survivor, severe diabetic, blind and riddled with arthritis. In spite of all of those conditions, he always stayed pretty perky.
My father loves his family and has done everything to help us out, when help was needed. My heart breaks to see my 86 yr. mother, still very active, in such a state of denial. Hell, I don't know how I would react if I had to go through that...after 64 years together, what else does she know? I just pray for the best, what ever that is and that's about all I can do for him now.
This is all too sad...can't type anymore. Love you, Pop!
Friday, December 5, 2008
Well here he is, my first sculpture! I believe I mentionedit in an earlier post that a doc's wife had commisioned me to make a small sculpture for her reflecting her husband's profession. Well, here's the doc with his lovely patient, however unaware that he has his speculum in her face!!! I used polymer clay and it's not as forgiving as paper clay, but it worked. Mrs. Doc loved it and lovingly took it home. I don't know if I really want to get into this, but it sure was fun making it!
Had to show my new wreath...isn't it just too funny? During the Thanksgiving weekend, my sister and I went to a local art show, best one in town as far as I'm concerned. I came across this woman that makes these awesome wreaths and when I saw this one, I knew it was mine. She makes them from regular grapevine wreaths, purchased at any craft store, but what she does with them is just magical. She gets much of her materials in Mexico then assembles them into these fab wreaths. This was the only one of it's kind, the rest were for Christmas or for home decor. My sister bought a star with these great, brightly coloured straw balls and corn flowers. It was a great afternoon and it was nice to see many old friends from my college days, graduated 3 years ago, to see many in their own stands. I'm going to work towards this show and hopefully get in next year or by 2010.