tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post7547486770097065049..comments2024-03-20T08:32:25.794-04:00Comments on Dept. of Nance: The Redbud Tree: Chapter Three of Watching And Thinking Of BlueberriesNancehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17627214346956206283noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post-75700112147556601142014-08-15T20:29:49.875-04:002014-08-15T20:29:49.875-04:00Mary G--So nice that you're back to Comments! ...Mary G--So nice that you're back to Comments! <br /><br />I'm sorry that your MIL is slipping. It's one of my fears for myself. I can't imaging the feeling, and I desperately hope I won't have to.<br /><br />Our neighborhood continues to evolve as the Old Guard age, die, and their homes become a burden to their children. Imagine our surprise as Rick and I become part of the New Old Guard; we are one of the few original homeowners left on the street.<br /><br />It feels lonely, in a way. But change is inevitable, I know.Nancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627214346956206283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post-42987281777062051372014-08-14T22:52:10.623-04:002014-08-14T22:52:10.623-04:00Ouch. Dementia is so, so sad. JG just phoned his m...Ouch. Dementia is so, so sad. JG just phoned his mother today and she told him she doesn't know where she is. Double ouch.<br />I only feel happy if my neighbourhood is not shifting around, if where I live is safe and secure. Sounds as if yours isn't right now.MARY Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13178370815712313585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post-55350135935016277942014-08-13T15:29:58.425-04:002014-08-13T15:29:58.425-04:00Melissa B--Long time, no see. No chance I'll f...Melissa B--Long time, no see. No chance I'll forget about Tish, though I've tried to detach with love. She is in my heart and thoughts so much.<br /><br />Hope you have a good year.Nancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627214346956206283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post-9586383571446517382014-08-12T14:34:13.734-04:002014-08-12T14:34:13.734-04:00This time of year I always think about you. Glad I...This time of year I always think about you. Glad I tuned in today. Please don't forget Tish, OK?Melissa B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/13172152515024862967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post-50085109305833397982014-08-06T09:32:43.037-04:002014-08-06T09:32:43.037-04:00j@jj--For your grandmother, it's a case of Ign...j@jj--For your grandmother, it's a case of Ignorance Is Bliss. I'm happy for her, and for you in this case. While it is awfully depressing that she doesn't recognize her own family, she is happier and can enjoy simple pleasures, as you mentioned. It's as if she is taking a vacation from the world. Considering her worldview previously, probably a relief.<br /><br />Still nothing at Tish's except yet another haul away by her son and daughter-in-law. A few more incidental things left the property while I was out front weeding. And the yard man is a liar. Her shrubs still look awful; he did not return on Saturday as he said he would.<br /><br />Nancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627214346956206283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post-14121338820556398372014-08-05T12:44:00.427-04:002014-08-05T12:44:00.427-04:00Such a poignant post! I'm sorry for what Tish...Such a poignant post! I'm sorry for what Tish has gone through, and what her family is going through. It will indeed be nice to see people in the house again....perhaps a nice family or another couple.<br /><br />My grandmother suffers from some sort of dementia, and while it's hard on us, it's not so hard on her. She was a fairly paranoid and distrustful, prone to signing up for right wing propaganda. Thank goodness she didn't have the internet. Now she doesn't recognize her grandchildren anymore, but she still enjoys a piece of chocolate and a back rub, the feeling of the sun on her face.<br /><br />I'm not saying that it's a blessing, or that it's an end to life that anyone would choose. Just that in my own Grandmother's case, she's happier now than she was when she understood the world around her. Which is a depressing thought in and of itself.Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00653383372182667361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post-5356630412100288132014-08-02T09:01:55.953-04:002014-08-02T09:01:55.953-04:00Bug--Thank you. I'll take your cyberhugs any d...Bug--Thank you. I'll take your cyberhugs any day.<br /><br />Ally Bean--While there is a great deal to be said for living in the moment, it's important to me to revere the past and honor it as well. Tish was my husband's kindergarten teacher. She was patient with him--a child who refused to speak for most of the year. Her home and yard were impeccably kept, and she had a jet-setting lifestyle that I admired. Yet she was so kind to my boys, and her love for her tall and chivalrous husband was always apparent.<br /><br />It's so unfair. Alzheimer's knows none of her character or her life. It does not discriminate. Poor Tish, indeed.Nancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17627214346956206283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post-10640501289924867502014-08-01T15:50:44.335-04:002014-08-01T15:50:44.335-04:00I want to drive up there & give you a hug! Sig...I want to drive up there & give you a hug! Sigh. <br /><br />Beautifully told tale though...The Bughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07509037206264761261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15179498.post-85406161998160535202014-08-01T10:08:59.847-04:002014-08-01T10:08:59.847-04:00Such a poignant reminder to live in the moment. I...Such a poignant reminder to live in the moment. I adore how you remember how Tish and her house used to be, but can accept what the future has to hold for the new neighbors. Poor Tish. Poor redbud tree. Ally Beanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17017098395188176477noreply@blogger.com