I feel like a "pseudo-social butterfly!" I've been traveling around on DS making friends. What fun. I feel like I'm at an internet cocktail party. I'm meeting some real quality people. Who would have thought one could find such support on this electrical highway?! As a result, I'm in a much better frame of mind than I have been. I feel much like a shut-in, taking care of my father with Alzheimer's. Today, I jaunted off to a local coffee shop to write in a more conducive environment than in my childhood bedroom. My memories associated with that room are not that great, except for all the stickers on the door from every surf shop I visited on the east coast of the U.S. When & if we manage to sell this place, I plan to take the door with me as a souvenir.
I do miss my cat, Sillymoo, when I'm away though. How pathetic is that? It's a feeling like I've left my child alone, followed by an urgent need to get home. She's such a sweet cat. Kindred Spirit.
Not much else going on. I've had a lot of difficulty sleeping the past few nights, so I'm not as energetic as I usually am. However, the sinuses have subsided. Whew.
Thanks for all the hugs and new friends. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Wonderful people out there!
OK. My journal entry would not be complete without my quote of the day:
"Adversity is the first path to truth." -- Lord Byron
I am taking a social linguistic course this semester, my final class. This week were looking at Alzheimer patient's stories. My professor's dad had Alzheimer and my aunt also is in the early stages. She seemed to have some positive advise...would you be interested in her comments or articles?
By the way, I know how you can miss Sillymoo. We have a black cat called Razmataz, Raz for short, and he loved to go for walks with the dogs. He will walk even in the rain. I guess I shoul put a pic up of him. Prayers to you and grace for your day as your challenges are many times greater than life. By your life, I mean since you are taking on the struggles of your father.
I feel like a "pseudo-social butterfly!" I've been traveling around on DS making friends. What fun. I feel like I'm at an internet cocktail party. I'm meeting some real quality people. Who would have thought one could find such support on this electrical highway?! As a result, I'm in a much better frame of mind than I have been. I feel much like a shut-in, taking care of my father with Alzheimer's. Today, I jaunted off to a local coffee shop to write in a more conducive environment than in my childhood bedroom. My memories associated with that room are not that great, except for all the stickers on the door from every surf shop I visited on the east coast of the U.S. When & if we manage to sell this place, I plan to take the door with me as a souvenir.
I do miss my cat, Sillymoo, when I'm away though. How pathetic is that? It's a feeling like I've left my child alone, followed by an urgent need to get home. She's such a sweet cat. Kindred Spirit.
Not much else going on. I've had a lot of difficulty sleeping the past few nights, so I'm not as energetic as I usually am. However, the sinuses have subsided. Whew.
Thanks for all the hugs and new friends. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Wonderful people out there!
OK. My journal entry would not be complete without my quote of the day:
"Adversity is the first path to truth." -- Lord Byron
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I am taking a social linguistic course this semester, my final class. This week were looking at Alzheimer patient's stories. My professor's dad had Alzheimer and my aunt also is in the early stages. She seemed to have some positive advise...would you be interested in her comments or articles?
By the way, I know how you can miss Sillymoo. We have a black cat called Razmataz, Raz for short, and he loved to go for walks with the dogs. He will walk even in the rain. I guess I shoul put a pic up of him. Prayers to you and grace for your day as your challenges are many times greater than life. By your life, I mean since you are taking on the struggles of your father.
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