Friday, September 02, 2011
Letters of love
Once I get a project, I tend to go at as if it was the only activity in the world.
As a result of this I have come very close to sorting all my parents' letters.
The ones that were left loose in the suitcase I have put into neat piles and maybe they will just have to stay as they are.
I hope the picture helps you to realise what an immense task this has been.
It has taken me many hours each day to get the letters bagged up into years - and all in chronological order.
But how wonderful it has been to have the opportunity to share into my own parents' lives in this way.
Because I have had a one track mind this week, the things I have bought at car boot sales have not been dealt with at all.
We have been out today for a while.
We visited our friends, Marion and Robin.
I could look back on my own experiences and was glad that I had learned then how to deal with delicate subjects like death.
R knows that his cancer cannot be cured. I could talk about the illness and treatment as if the condition was the normal state of affairs. It doesn't frighten me or embarrass me.
I do hope that the palliative care can soon work out the very best way to relieve his pain.
Happily we all talked as we would always have talked - and about other things too.
Interesting - I have had 2 comments today from blog followers who I don't know.
Hello to both of you.
I will answer your questions soon.
One of them will lead to another major project this winter as I sort all my blog postings into subject headings.
Jamie - we really will get this properly started this year, when we are with you.
As a result of this I have come very close to sorting all my parents' letters.
The ones that were left loose in the suitcase I have put into neat piles and maybe they will just have to stay as they are.
It has taken me many hours each day to get the letters bagged up into years - and all in chronological order.
But how wonderful it has been to have the opportunity to share into my own parents' lives in this way.
Because I have had a one track mind this week, the things I have bought at car boot sales have not been dealt with at all.
We visited our friends, Marion and Robin.
I could look back on my own experiences and was glad that I had learned then how to deal with delicate subjects like death.
R knows that his cancer cannot be cured. I could talk about the illness and treatment as if the condition was the normal state of affairs. It doesn't frighten me or embarrass me.
I do hope that the palliative care can soon work out the very best way to relieve his pain.
Happily we all talked as we would always have talked - and about other things too.
Interesting - I have had 2 comments today from blog followers who I don't know.
Hello to both of you.
I will answer your questions soon.
One of them will lead to another major project this winter as I sort all my blog postings into subject headings.
Jamie - we really will get this properly started this year, when we are with you.
