Thursday, April 30, 2009
The story goes that the 1st grade (or so) class of my nephew's was assigned the writing of a paper about their grandmothers. About his Nana, my nephew turned in a paper with one word written in the middle:
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Mom loved dried floral arrangements. She had some beautiful ones made by the owner of a flower shop I worked for long ago.
The grassy one in the back (below) was one she loved for many years. I always thought it looked too wild and grassy. I only started to appreciate it within the last two years. I finally said to her this past year, "I've really started to like that one." It was funny: she said she didn't like it anymore, she'd gotten tired of it. Funny - we agreed with each other, just in different decades.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
And sheep could be co cute.
But she loved DOGS most of all.
Monday, April 27, 2009
And this one.My sister-in-law heard of a sweet idea for creating a special keepsake memory of someone you've lost: taking some of their favorite clothing and making a quilt out of it. I love this idea. There are three of us kids, so I'm thinking we can make a little wall quilt for each of us. Maybe one of us will choose to make something else. I also thought a table runner would be nice. I can see us gathered for a family dinner with Mom's memory represented in a colorful quilt running down the center of the table. A beautiful thought.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Love these railings. Rebar, concrete and rocks.
I have always loved the impressions left by the (what do you call them?) leaves (?) once previously huddled tightly against the core.
Some type of Lavender.
I planted 3 little ones of these by the mail box last year and they're doing well.
Love this rock bench, too. Interesting. Unique. Natural. Rustic. But... I'm guessin' NOT very comfortable because it:
a.) is hard as... well, a rock
b.) would probably give you third degree burns right through your clothes in the Arizona summer, and
c.) would probably be pretty cold in the winter as well.
But still worthy of a photograph.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Sometimes I wonder what I'm missing because I so often look down when I walk. Then at times like these, I know there are things I would miss if I was always looking up. Que sera.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
One thing I find interesting is the contradiction going on within me. I am eager for the world to acknowledge my loss. I am hoping and waiting for even the few neighbors I know to inquire what all the commotion of undue numbers of cars present in front of our house for two weeks was all about. Is everything OK? How is your mom? I am eagerly awaiting some cards people have said they intend to send, letting us know what Mom meant to them. There are people at church I wish would approach me with acknowledgement and hugs but they have not yet. Maybe some are unaware, but some surely are not. I am so eager for the world to acknowledge this gigantic thing in my life that I am hyper-tuned, waiting and looking for it, perhaps too sensitive and even feeling slighted sometimes. Yet....at the same time, I have found myself unable to return the sweet phone messages of my very closest friends. What???
Grief must be a complicated and sometimes confusing process. I think it will be good to have some input and understanding from one or more of these books I've tagged. In the meantime, I am trying to observe myself with patience and understanding, letting the confusing things be confusing. Grief is a process I have only just begun.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
The Chihuly pieces were amazing. The desert plants were beautiful. The butterfly pavillion was cool.
BUT...there were just SO many people. Everywhere. It was so crowded it basically ruined it all for me. But I tried to take it in stride, appreciating it the best I could. I took tons of photos, which was about all I could do with my time there because there was no space for tranquillity and quiet enjoyment of the place. I'll post pictures in a day or so.
I was disappointed but still enjoyed it. It was pleasantly warm. I got really tired after a couple hours. My fingers hurt from holding my four pound camera. By the end, as I was trying to find my way out, I was just so tired of trails that dead ended or looped back on themselves!
So... Refreshing? Renewing? In a round about way, it was. I was so exhausted from all the walking, all the crowds, and all the sun, that I came home and slept for over 2 hours. I know I got too much sun because I had several bouts with chills all afternoon and evening. I slept a lot and very well last night, getting another 9 or 10 hours.
Today, I'm hitting the To Do List.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Today I am going to the Desert Botanical Gardens. I am looking forward to the quiet beauty, the Dale Chihuly glass exhibit, and the butterfly exhibit. Looking forward to taking pictures. Since I understand the typical garden experience takes 2-3 hours, I may wander over to the Zoo afterwards. I've alloted the whole day for what I hope will be a reflective, refreshing, and renewing experience.
My husband wisely and lovingly advised me when he suggested I resume regular life and all it's responsibilities by taking several days to do nothing, then hit the To Do list hard for a day, then spend a day doing nothing again, and on and on until I'm back on track. I have given myself through today to be idle, doing only as I please, taking things as they come. Tomorrow is my official re-entry into regular life. It will hit hard as there are a lot of necessary tasks howling at the door...such as our taxes and renewing all his Alaska guiding licenses, for instance. Mmmm, boy! Can't wait to jump into those taxes right off this traumatic period! But if I know I have "permission" to rest and "recover" the next day, I can begin without the burden of feeling like there is no more rest on the horizon should I need it.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
A dedicated and active member of the Presbyterian Church all her life, Gloria volunteered in a wide variety of ways at both Historic First Presbyterian Church and Valley Presbyterian Church here in the Phoenix area. Whether planning a social event or silent auction, leading a Bible study or assisting the minister with a youth confirmation class, serving on planning committees, bereavement committees, or Cook’s Tour committees, Gloria was a faithful servant of God and her church. She also served as an ordained ruling elder of Valley Presbyterian church. Her practical wisdom, thoughtful insight, and generous hands-on help contributed greatly wherever she served. She actively supported the Christian activities of her teenage children by hosting many a church youth group swim party, inner city children’s parties, and Young Life meetings. Possessing a beautiful singing voice, Gloria was a faithful choir member at Westminster Presbyterian Church in Detroit and Historic First Presbyterian Church in Phoenix for over 30 years, participating in many outstanding productions including The Nativity and Handel’s Messiah conducted and directed by her beloved and gifted husband, Dr. George F. Thomas, Minister of Music, who preceded her in death in 1997.
Gloria is survived by her three children and their spouses, two stepsons and their spouses, ten grandchildren, and one great-grandson. We are grateful to have been given such a beautiful and giving woman as our loving mother, mother-in-law, and adoring Nana and Grandma.