Tonight's picture was taken in October of 2003. Mattie was a year and a half old. Though it was technically his second Halloween, it was the first one where he had some sort of understanding of what was going on. That evening, we went over to his cousins' house, to trick or treat in their area. Mattie tried to follow his cousins around, and did this through walking, being carried, and sitting in the stroller. The stroller was Mattie's least favorite place to be, but sometimes it was a necessity. In any case, this little pumpkin was not a Halloween fan that year!
Quote of the day: I'm gone now, but I'm still very near, death can never separate us. Each time you feel a gentle breeze, it's my hand caressing your face. Each time the wind blows, it carries my voice whispering your name. When the wind blows your hair ever so slightly, think of it as me pushing a few stray hairs back in place. When you feel a few raindrops fall on your face, it's me placing soft kisses. At night look up in the sky and see the stars shining so brightly. I'm one of those stars and I'm winking at you and smiling with delight. For never forget, you're the apple of my eye. ~ Mary M Green
This morning, after getting my dad settled, I decided to take Sunny out for a walk. I hoped that this would help reset his mood. Sunny has refused his medication and food now for two days. I am very worried for him, as I know how crucial it is that he take his chemotherapy. I keep trying, but I don't have the luxury of changing up food, as he has huge mouth sores from the cancer treatment. Making him leery to eat in general. Then add nausea and diarrhea to the equation, and well you know!
Nonetheless, getting outside, seeing the trees and leaves changing were a welcomed sight. Sunny moves very slowly now and truly doesn't have much stamina. That said, I still try to walk him, as I think it is good for both of our spirits.
Later today, I took my parents out for brunch. A Sunday tradition we established since they moved here. Of course no meal is ever complete without multiple runs to the bathroom (as my dad has irritable bowel syndrome, on top of dementia). My dad is like clock work and the routine can be wearing. In any case, during our first trip to the bathroom, we encountered three twenty somethings in the bathroom with us. They were hanging out by the sinks and literally singing their heads off. They were not flustered by people coming and going around them, in fact, even with toilets flushing they did not skip a beat. I frankly did not recognize the songs they were singing, but what I did recognize was they had talent. They sang beautifully together! After helping my dad in the stalls, when we got to the sinks, I asked these women if they were part of a choir or singing group! They said, NO! Instead they are cousins and they love to sing together. I literally told them they should take the show on the road. In a world that no longer makes sense to me, when I see young people with talent and gifts that can bring happiness to others, I take notice. Even my dad commented that it was the most entertaining bathroom trip he ever had!
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