Sunday, December 27, 2015
Best day of the year (for me) May 23: Milestone Birthday (I'm not saying what milestone.)
Worst day of the year (for me) May 26: Waking up and stepping into ankle deep water. My house flooded in the Memorial Day Flood, a day that will be remembered ever after in Houston's Meyerland community. Nearly every home in our neighborhood was flooded.
Favorite birthday gift: A scrapbook from my children. I invited friends, lifelong and new, to send memories to go in the scrapbook along with some of my favorite pictures. (Note: We're still working on it, but it's coming along).
Nicest surprises: Calls from old friends, wanting to re-connect.
Favorite book: Non-Fiction: Another Great Day at Sea
Fiction: Our Souls at Night
Favorite movies: Room, Spotlight
Favorite TV: The Voice (My sister got me hooked.)
Favorite sports stories: Patriots win the Super Bowl in the last seconds
American Pharoah wins the Triple Crown
Astros come from nowhere almost to the World Series
Best writing experience: Essay called "End and Beginning" included in Shifts anthology, finalist for best book of personal essays in 2015.
Vacation memory: Cruise with my sister. Alas, she is now one game ahead of me in our ongoing vacation Scrabble tournament
Weird holidays: Turkeyless Thanksgiving
Candleless Chanukah (My menorah is in storage.)
Moves of the year: From house sold in August to one bedroom apartment to guest apartment at Brazos Tower because rain kept them from pouring the driveway, so they couldn't get a permit from the city for occupancy. Hopefully, I'll be in my permanent apartment in a week, or a month, or sometime in 2016.
Sad moment: Seeing an empty lot where my house once stood.
Wishing you a new year filled with rainbows, Thelma
Posted by thelmaz at 1:53 PM
Tuesday, December 22, 2015
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We're knee deep (actually waist deep) in the holiday season. Sunday was the last night of Chanukah; Christmas is less than two weeks away and New Year's a week after.
So, Happy Holidays!
But for many of us, suffering the pain of loss of a loved one, the holidays are anything but happy. Longing for the one who's gone and never coming back overwhelms us. The sound of a holiday song, the sight of families laughing together (even arguing( drives us to tears.
What can we do?
We can cry...and we probably will.
We can volunteer during the holidays, helping bring happiness and gratitude to others.
We can invite another lonely widow/widower to spend a holiday evening.
If we're at a family gathering, perhaps we can ask for a few minutes for everyone to share a memory of the one who isn't there.
We might plan a visit to the graveside to "talk" to our spouse.
After my husband died, I kept his voice on our answering machine, and at midnight on New Year's, I played his message and somehow felt we were spending the holiday together. You, too, can think of a new tradition and make it part of your life.
Posted by thelmaz at 10:36 AM
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
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