Tuesday, September 16, 2025 -- Mattie died 812 weeks ago today.
Tonight's picture was taken in September of 2005. Mattie was three years old and that weekend we took him peach picking. This was my first time ever peach picking too! As I always would say, Mattie opened up a whole new world for me. I can't tell you how many peaches we picked that day! They were glorious! We brought them home and I made all sorts of things like jams, breads, and muffins. Don't you just love Mattie's smile? He loved being outside, exploring nature, and through him I learned to appreciate the world around me.
Quote of the day: We all want to do something to mitigate the pain of loss or to turn grief into something positive, to find a silver lining in the clouds. But I believe there is real value in just standing there, being still, being sad. ~ John Green
This afternoon, I took my parents for flu shots. This is a shot that always makes me nervous, because I am afraid of getting flu like symptoms from the vaccine. This used to happen to me in the past which was why I avoided this vaccine at all costs. Since my parents moved in and I care for them full-time, I have elected to get the flu shot each year. I truly can't afford to get sick. Because if I don't function, then my house would come to a standstill. The fellow who gave us the shot today was lovely and very kind to each of my parents.
While waiting to get the vaccine, there was an older couple in the process of getting jabbed with the flu shot. They were doing this together and they were so supportive of each other. As I always say, things are better when you have a significant other to lean on. After the woman got her shot, he then helped her up from the chair and told her.... it's time to go for ice cream! What a guy!!! That notion brought a big smile to her face. It was a touching sight to observe, because truly it is the simple things in life, I have found that matter the most.
Once we all received the vaccine, I took my parents for frozen yogurt. It is much harder now taking my parents anywhere, because I have to help my mom out of the car as she needs to hold my arm to get from place to place. Which means I first address and assist her and then go back to the car to get my dad up and out. While helping my mom to the store, a young man came running over to help me. He literally held the door open for my mom and escorted her in, while I went back to the car to get my dad. I thanked this fellow and he smiled, as if it was to say.... no problem. His act of kindness has remained with me all day, mainly because I am used to managing all of this myself. But here a complete stranger could see that I needed an extra hand and somehow that changed my outlook about the day. Anyone who thinks they can't make a difference in this world, would be wrong, as I believe a kind act is like throwing a pebble in water. The ripple effect, though subtle, translates down to everyone in its path.
Later this evening, while making dinner, we lost power three or four times. Thankfully we have a generator, but even with the generator, not everything works in the house and frankly I can't remember what is on the generator and what is not. So when certain things in the kitchen weren't working, I freaked out! Yet my freaking out accomplishes nothing, because there is no one in the house who is able to help me figure it out and manage the issue. Of course while trying to why certain sockets in the kitchen weren't working, my mom was asking me a thousand times what was happening to the power and better yet what was happening to the TV. It is in these moments I get frazzled. It is in these moments where I feel very fragile and vulnerable, and miss the way my life used to be.
Any case, I was so strung out about the electrical issues, that I text messaged Bob, my electrician. He and my plumber understand that I balancing way too much on my own, and therefore, when I contact them, they get back to me immediately. So today, I am thankful for the kind fellow who gave us our vaccines, the wonderful man who lent me a hand with my mom, and for Bob. It makes all the difference in the world knowing that when things go wrong in this house, WHICH THEY DO CONSTANTLY, that I have professionals who go the extra mile to support me.
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