Thank you for the sweet comments yesterday. I have some very intelligent people reading this! :)
I don't have much of an update on Zoey/Winky - her 'mom' sent me this yesterday morning - "She is doing ok. She socializes with us when I get home from work until we go to bed (she groomed herself for the first time last night!!) and is up with us when when I go to work. She is doing less hiding under the bed and coffee table and her eyes seem to be improving as well. We will take her back to the vet either later today or tomorrow on my day off." I continue to keep her in my prayers and hope she continues to improve, from whatever is ailing her. Poor baby girl. :(
While this blog is mainly about the cats I see each and every day, my thoughts and feelings creep in and this blog becomes sort of cathartic for me - a diary almost. I have been down lately due to finances, and expressed this to a distant cousin who lives in the Catskill Mountains with my favorite Aunt Mary - whom I remember with great joy from my childhood. My grandmother had six sisters, and Mary was one of them. She lived in New Jersey, was a wild redhead who was larger than life to me with her makeup, constant tan, jewels galore, and that Jersey accent. Her husband, Uncle Don, was a handsome man too. Her daughter and I have recently started to keep in touch after many years apart. I sent her a note telling her about some of the difficulties I've had recently, and with Christmas coming and how down I was about it. She sent me something that was so beautiful I wanted to share it. I hope you get something out of it also.
It is never a trouble when you share your concerns with me. On the contrary, it is what family and friendship is all about; to help share the burdens of those we love. I truly believe that capitalism has just ruined the real meaning of Christmas. It is not about Santa Clause bringing us all lots of presents. The real meaning of Christmas is to celebrate God's love and HIs gift to us, Jesus. And Jesus's love and gift to us of salvation and eternal life. That is why we give a gift to those we love, to honor that memory. But our gift does not have to be a material thing. However we can give love to those we love; either with our time, our service, a heartfelt note, or even food. You know what those you love can use the most. Love, support, time, all count as gifts. So don't fret about not having enough money to BUY something. Gifts from the heart mean much more than those things purchased in a store. And those who love you realize your situation and do not judge you or think any less of you. Hard times, poor health, injustices happen to us all at one time or another. With God's love and grace, if we trust in Him, we will get through anything and come through it stronger and with a blessing for being faithful.
Mom's dementia is progressing. She will be 96 in February. She does not get dressed and rarely bathes. She only wants to eat cookies, desserts and ice cream. Her short term memory is non-existent and her long term memory is failing her. I can no longer leave her alone for very long and she refuses to have anyone come in to stay with her if I have to go out for the day. Each day is a challenge. She asks the same questions over and over and complains about the same things nonstop. However I count it as a blessing that she is still here with us, still able to walk and talk and still there for me to hug and love. "
So, thanks for that note Cousin. I am so thankful for all the people in my life. The new and the old.
Have a great weekend.
"Happiness is in the heart, not in the circumstances."