Friday, July 20, 2018
Tonight's picture was taken in July of 2009, about a month before we found out Mattie's cancer diagnosis was terminal. Hard to imagine when you look at that smile. While in clinic that day, he and his cancer buddy, Brandon, were playing together at the art table. As you can see Brandon was a teenager and clearly older than Mattie. Yet they had a beautiful friendship with each other. Mattie decided to take items he found in clinic to create a statue. The statue's name was Dr. Crazy Hair. Dr. Crazy Hair sat in our living room for the longest time. What you can't see was the doctor's pockets. The pockets contained all sorts of things. Such as an oyster shell. The shell represented a toe nail that Dr. Crazy Hair removed from a patient. Get the gist!???
Quote of the day: I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. And when the light has long since gone …. I will be there in the darkness holding what remains, quite simply because I cannot let go.
~ Ranata Suzuki
This is how I started my day, with an escort to the bathroom. Indie insists on coming into my bathroom so she can drink out of the sink. Mind you she has her own water bowl. But despite that prefers the sink!
After I walked Sunny this morning, I decided to water all the plants in our garden. Sunny hates the sight of water. I left the front door open so he could watch the process, but just hearing the hose, sent him far away from the door and up the stairs. The funny part about this is the step is so narrow and Sunny's big body can hardly fit on the step. It is a total riot to see!
While Sunny was on the staircase, Indie was on the piano. The two of them are my daily supervisors!
This afternoon, I went back out to Great Falls to the restaurant I recently celebrated my anniversary. I took my friend Mary Ann out to lunch to congratulate her on her new job. It was a beautiful weather day and we were able to sit outside. In fact, practically every table outside was filled!
When I returned home, Sunny wanted to go back out for a walk. As soon as we left our home, I ran into a neighbor of mine who also has a dog. Though we do not know each other well, she let me know she enjoys spending time with me and loves talking to me. She commented about seeing me outside a couple of nights ago. When I returned from Los Angeles, I was tired and for the first few days was out of it. At 10pm, on one of those nights, Peter wanted me to go outside to look at the moon. I was in my pajamas and was ready for bed. But before I went upstairs, I did go outside. Don't you know it, while sitting outside in my pajamas my neighbor comes outside to walk her dog and sees me. So she came over to chat with us. Needless to say, she commented on this interchange today, because she said the sight of me in my pajamas made her feel like she was home. Part of a community and unlike so many people in the city, I am real. Her comment made me laugh today because I told her she can't find someone more real that me. The moral of the story is that we all want to find people we can connect and feel at home with, and of course it is always special to know you make people happy.
Tonight's picture was taken in July of 2009, about a month before we found out Mattie's cancer diagnosis was terminal. Hard to imagine when you look at that smile. While in clinic that day, he and his cancer buddy, Brandon, were playing together at the art table. As you can see Brandon was a teenager and clearly older than Mattie. Yet they had a beautiful friendship with each other. Mattie decided to take items he found in clinic to create a statue. The statue's name was Dr. Crazy Hair. Dr. Crazy Hair sat in our living room for the longest time. What you can't see was the doctor's pockets. The pockets contained all sorts of things. Such as an oyster shell. The shell represented a toe nail that Dr. Crazy Hair removed from a patient. Get the gist!???
Quote of the day: I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. And when the light has long since gone …. I will be there in the darkness holding what remains, quite simply because I cannot let go.
~ Ranata Suzuki
This is how I started my day, with an escort to the bathroom. Indie insists on coming into my bathroom so she can drink out of the sink. Mind you she has her own water bowl. But despite that prefers the sink!
After I walked Sunny this morning, I decided to water all the plants in our garden. Sunny hates the sight of water. I left the front door open so he could watch the process, but just hearing the hose, sent him far away from the door and up the stairs. The funny part about this is the step is so narrow and Sunny's big body can hardly fit on the step. It is a total riot to see!
While Sunny was on the staircase, Indie was on the piano. The two of them are my daily supervisors!
This afternoon, I went back out to Great Falls to the restaurant I recently celebrated my anniversary. I took my friend Mary Ann out to lunch to congratulate her on her new job. It was a beautiful weather day and we were able to sit outside. In fact, practically every table outside was filled!
When I returned home, Sunny wanted to go back out for a walk. As soon as we left our home, I ran into a neighbor of mine who also has a dog. Though we do not know each other well, she let me know she enjoys spending time with me and loves talking to me. She commented about seeing me outside a couple of nights ago. When I returned from Los Angeles, I was tired and for the first few days was out of it. At 10pm, on one of those nights, Peter wanted me to go outside to look at the moon. I was in my pajamas and was ready for bed. But before I went upstairs, I did go outside. Don't you know it, while sitting outside in my pajamas my neighbor comes outside to walk her dog and sees me. So she came over to chat with us. Needless to say, she commented on this interchange today, because she said the sight of me in my pajamas made her feel like she was home. Part of a community and unlike so many people in the city, I am real. Her comment made me laugh today because I told her she can't find someone more real that me. The moral of the story is that we all want to find people we can connect and feel at home with, and of course it is always special to know you make people happy.
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