A Remembrance Video of Mattie

Thank you for keeping Mattie's memory alive!

Dear Mattie Blog Readers,

It means a great deal to me that you take the time to write and to share your thoughts, feelings, and reflections on Mattie's battle and death. Your messages are very meaningful and help support me through very challenging times. I am forever grateful. As my readers know, I promised to write the blog for a year after Mattie's death, which would mean that I could technically have stopped writing on September 9, 2010. However, like my journey with grief there is so much that still needs to be processed and fortunately I have a willing support network still committed to reading. Therefore, the blog continues on. If I should find the need to stop writing, I assure you I will give you advanced notice. In the mean time, thank you for reading, thank you for having the courage to share this journey with me, and most importantly thank you for keeping Mattie's memory alive.


As Mattie would say, Ooga Booga (meaning, I LOVE YOU)! Vicki



February 4, 2023

Saturday, February 4, 2023

Saturday, February 4, 2023

Tonight's picture was taken in March of 2006. Mattie was almost four years old and this was a typical weekend. We kept Mattie busy, because he preferred it that way. Mattie was all about building, creating, and playing with his creations. Of course, he always wanted a side kick. I played that role by the weekday, but on the weekends, Mattie and Peter teamed up and had many adventures together. 


Quote of the day: Instead of worrying about what you cannot control, shift your energy to what you can create. ~ Roy T. Bennet


Last Saturday, while assisting my dad, I hit my left rib cage against a wooden booth at a restaurant. The pain lingered for about two days and then went away. Today, the pain is back, with persistent aching and throbbing. Typically I would just ignore it, but on top of everything else I am dealing with, it seems to be pronounced and a nuisance. 

It was a typical day here with the usual morning routine. However, it is absolutely frigid out, so I did not take my mom to the farmer's market. Something we always do on Saturdays! Instead we went out for a late brunch. Though freezing, I find that going out in the only way that will keep my dad physically moving and somewhat engaged. It is a sad commentary that he doesn't eat well when at home. He prefers going out and this is still the first question he asks me every morning when I wake him up..... "are we going out to eat today?"

Taking my parents out is not easy. It involves multiple coats, one being a battery powered heated vest for each of them, hot hands for their pockets, and a bag filled with items that my dad may need while out. They both need a lot of support and throughout an entire meal like today, my dad did not even say two words. He looks out of it most of the time and it takes a lot of energy for me to carry a conversation, order for them, manage the bathroom routine, and interface with our servers and the managers who we have gotten to know. I am grateful for these individuals because some weeks they are the only rational people I talk with all week.  

It is 6pm, and I am worn out. I am headed to get into pajamas, have hot tea, and hopefully sit on the couch, until the next need or demand arises. 

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