Wednesday, July 25, 2007

She went to be with the Lord

Nina Mae Dorsey went to be with her Father this morning, around 11:30.

She joins her family including her husband and her daughter. She doesn't hurt anymore, she can talk God's ears off is she wants to now. She can laugh, and jump and do all the silly things she used to do before her body wouldn't let her anymore.

God Bless you Nina Mae. Thank you for my Mother. Thank you for doing the best you could to raise her and make her a wonderful mother to me. I will do my best to keep that tradition going so my daughters will be good mothers too.

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

My Big Mamma

I originally wrote this on my Myspace blog, but wanted to share it with some of my readers who don't have a Myspace.

This is my Big Mamma. She is my Mom's Mom. She is in a nursing home in Hospice care.

Yesterday some of the family went to sit with her and wait. We talked about her, and our family and some of her favorite things. She is in a coma, so she can't talk back, but the nurses say she can still hear us.

I never knew her that well, because she has always been a rather private person. She used to watch me and my cousins when we were little, and one of my best memories of her was when I was about 9 or 10. She was trying to help me move this tether ball pole on the side of her house. It was stuck deep in mud and went she went to pull it out, she "lost her grip" and tooted. She stopped, looked at me and said, "Dang, Frog!" and stomped the ground.

She had a funny sense of humor, that one. :)

Big Mamma also loved to get artwork from me. I guess she probably did from every grandkid, but she always fussed over mine, and it really made me feel special.

While its sad to watch her go, I know she has lived a long, full life and that she'll be re-united with her husband and daughter and more people she loves that I can possibly recount. She was a strong lady. She overcame many things in her life. She had 5 children, lost her husband at a young age and never re-married. She is a cancer survivor who lost her voice several years back, but never lost her sense of humor.

If I could create a heaven for you, Big Mamma, it'd be full of bright green frogs, and beautiful butterflies and a great TV channel with nothing but old westerns starring strong, handsome men. I love you.

Friday, July 20, 2007

She Who Must Not Be Named

No, she's not evil, that we know of.

My 2nd daughter, who shall remain nameless, is due in October. I never really thought about how exciting that time of year is until recently. I have around 3 months left of my pregnancy and it hit me yesterday at Cracker Barrel of all places.

My grandparents took my daughter and I to go eat there and when we walked into the "country store," there was a huge display of autumn stuff, cute lil' pumpkins and all.

I forgot how much I LOVE fall. I love the feel, the colors, the smells, the air. I can't wait to have a baby who's birthday will be in October. And I can't believe its already almost August and she'll be here before we know it.

My husband has the privilege of naming our second daughter -- which he has failed to do so at the present moment. Don't worry -- I got "veto power."

I named my first daughter very early on, so I was able to call her by name in the womb. I just feel bad cause I don't have anything really to call this baby, beside "baby sister." So, after my Cracker Barrel visit, I decided "Pumpkin" would be a good little nickname in the meantime. After all, my first daughter is a "bug," and I have a "bean" for a niece, so why not a lil' "pumpkin?"

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Gee Golly

I have had so much on my mind and so much I want to discuss. I just don't have the time right now. We are in the middle of (what feels like to me) the longest house rennovation project EVER. ( I know this isn't true because my friend said her Dad tore down their master bedroom back in '97 and its still not done.)

In the meantime my two year old is discovering the joys of climbing on EVERYTHING in our house and falling on our new HARD tile floor. Hopefully, I'll be able to write about some stuff during naptime, instead of falling asleep with Ella when I go to lay her down. hee hee hee. Such is the life of a pregnant woman.

Welcome to the club, Rooney! :) I'm so excited for you!

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Home Remodelling and Brain Cancer Remission.

No, I don't have brain cancer. But, I met someone who does, or did. Have you ever met anyone who was "supposed" to die, but didn't? They are really interesting people to be around. They have the most amazing view of life. According to me, the right view.

Brian and I are rennovating our house. New kitchen, new tile, new bathroom stuff. Lots of hard work, most of which Brian has done. He has demolished (on purpose) alot of the old stuff we were getting rid of. Floor tile, carpet, laminate, countertops, backsplash. He went in and did alot of the dirty work and stirred up alot of dust.... but back to my story.

Two days ago, Brian went to check on the progress of the tile-laying, (which is seeming to take forever while we "vacation" at my parent's house.) He soon realized our AC had gone kaput. Guh! When it rains it pours. So yesterday, I had to go and wait for the AC guy to come and find out what was wrong because Brian is working Band Camp this week. After waiting and waiting and waiting some more, "Sal & Al Air Conditioning" shows up at my very hot house with a very hot (temp. wise) pregnant lady waiting inside her car.

Sal & Al show me whats wrong (too much tile dust and debris in the AC coil) and start fixing the problem - nothing too serious, just a corroded piece thats only about $200. (BTW- Cleaning and hosing down your outdoor AC Unit/Coil once a month can save you alot of $$ on your light bill. --- Thanks Al!)

As I am sitting there watching them work, I start asking questions.
"Are you 2 father and son?"

"Who's Al and who's Sal?"
Younger guy - "I'm Al."
Older guy - "I'm neither. I named the company after my 2 sons, hoping they'd take over the business. One decided to go to college and work IN the AC, instead of with it."

...hang in here with me, its about to make sense.

The older "dad" explains that he and his son run the business now. Five years ago he was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor and was expected to live only 6 months and has only been back at work for 1 year. I notice the fish tackle bracelet on his arm. Dummy me, I can't help it, I ask, "How did you do that? Survive that when someone told you that you'd die in 6 months?"

the following is what he told me, or what I remember -- sort of a paraphrased Dusti-esque re-canting of his testimony.

"The Dr. asked if I had enough money to live on for a while. I said Yes, I can budget for about 3 years. He said, well, you have grown sons who can take care of themselves, even if you die, they'll be ok. So, his advice to me was DON'T WORRY. Don't worry about money, don't worry about your kids, don't worry about anything."

OK- STOP! Can you believe that the ONE THING that an educated Dr. told his dying patient was "don't worry?" Amazing. And, furthermore- How can you NOT WORRY?

He explained to me that he read the Bible daily, prayed till his knees gave out and had a schedule for talking to his spiritual leaders. He alternated between the baptist preacher, the catholic preist, the lutheran minister, anyone who would talk to him. Aside from that he said he wouldn't stay still. As soon as he was able to get up and walk, he'd go walk a mile -- not run -- but a mile just the same, just very slowly. :)

This story was amazing to me. I have never frankly talked with anyone who had a terminal illness and made it past the other side. He seemed so happy to talk, not in a hurry, very nice and seemed to really appreciate life. I hope that even though my encounter with him was very short, that I'll be able to remember his story when I am down or worried.


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I have 2 lovely daughters and 2 handsome sons, who keep me very busy and a husband who keeps me grounded. I received my BA in Graphic Design Communication in 2003. A year and a half later after working in corporate America as a graphic designer and living through my OWN REAL LIFE "OFFICE SPACE" I got certified as art teacher. I have been teaching since the fall of 2004.