Thursday, October 25, 2012

Early Voting Day!!

Before work and before play
I'm off to early vote today.

Obama or Romney,
who will it be?
How will I know
who's the right candidate for me?

I've read and I've watched
and tried to make sense 
But, somehow, the more I try to find answers
the more I feel dense.

Will I vote for a man based on morals and beliefs?
Will I vote based on healthcare or foreign policy?  

Truthfully, no one will know
who I vote for but ME
Because I'm old school and think
voting is a matter of privacy!!

   



Thursday, October 18, 2012

My Granny

I'm sitting up, unable to get to sleep tonight because thoughts of my granny keep swarming through my mind.  I'm pretty sure that Wilma Joyce Brunson had an impact on everyone she encountered.  She's a fine example that if you DO pay attention to the "small stuff" in life, it can pay off in all the ways that truly count.

Quick rant:  Honestly, I still can't wrap my head around this whole thing.  And...I think it's so ironic that my granny, the "germaphobe" who has been completely healthy her entire life, contracted such life threatening illnesses in such a short time.  Seriously, it pisses me off to no end.  I don't want to blame God, but I'm not afraid to admit I'm extremely irritated with Him about not letting her stay with us longer.  Selfish, I know.  

Anyhow, since I really don't know how to cope, I thought I'd just share some things about Granny that I loved in order to process my thoughts a little better.  One thing that really impressed me about her was that she always spoke to people.  She never believed or acted as if she was any better than anyone else.  I NEVER saw her try to belittle anyone or make any person that she interacted with not feel important.  That small gesture is so huge...and so rare.  

Also, I love her cooking.  No one on this planet can make turkey and dressing as good as her!!  How I wish I could have it one more time!  I LOVE the fact that she didn't laugh, she cackled....and she did it a lot.  I love how she always discussed diets with me.  I love how she spoke truthfully what was on her mind, and did it plainly.  However, I'm inclined to believe that she might've lied more often if she could have gotten away with it.  She was a terrible liar....you could always tell when she didn't approve of something.  I love how she always twisted her wedding ring with her thumb when she was talking.  I love her smile.  I love her "roll call".....which is going through everyone else in the family before she finally gets to the right person's name that she's wanting.  I love that she went to church all the time.  I love how she loved her family and told me on more than a few occasions that she was proud of all of us.  I love that she asked about my childhood friends.  I love that she wanted all her family to get along, which is a challenging task...given the personalities in our family. ;-)  I love that she told me on a family trip one time when I was a kid that "Louisiana is a dirty state" and wouldn't let me touch anything when we got out at a rest stop.  Ha!  I don't know where she got that, but it still makes me smile...and I still think about it when anyone mentions the state.  I love how she put down 3lbs of toilet paper around the seat in public bathrooms.  I love how, for 33 years, she has taken the time out of her life to give me a birthday card and would go to great lengths to be sure she got it to me on time.  It really meant the world to me.  I love how, for some reason, she always put an accent mark on top of my "e" at the end of my name.  I love how she called sodas/cokes a "cold drink".  I love how she made all men that ate at her table put a shirt on.  I love how she was fairly well off, but loved a good bargain, and always dressed conservatively.  I love that she always took up for Jim, the hairstylist.  I love that she drove a car that always seemed too big for her to maneuver.  I love how she put her family before herself.

Well, I could go on and on all night about things I love and will miss about my granny, but really what it boils down to, most of all, is I love how she loved me.



Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Observation

I've never really sat down and actually thought about what I want for my children as a parent.  When Paisley was born, we were just so happy that she was healthy and that we got to keep her here on earth with us for however long we get.  Then, as she got to be about a year old, the shock of being a parent wore off, and we started making goals for her....good grades, the best colleges, prestigious career, picking a wonderful spouse, etc.  All of that was put on hold, however, when we got the autism diagnosis.  Now, our biggest goal is to get her to talk and to make sure she's successful in kindergarten. ;)

Claire came along about 3 years after Pais was born, and our biggest goal for her, too, was to talk.  It's a tough thing to admit, but with Claire, we're just so happy that she doesn't show any signs of being on the spectrum, we haven't thought much past that.  It's the truth.

I started thinking more about goals after we attended an autism seminar a few weeks ago.  This particular seminar addressed not only concerns related to autism, but also concerns of the effects on siblings.  I really appreciated that.  The focus was getting everyone through the school years and still trying to maintain their emotional health in the process.  That's challenging for "normal" families!!  Perhaps the comment that really impacted me the most was from Tony Attwood commenting on possible benefits of homeschooling.  He said "Children only have one childhood....but they have their whole life to learn!  I think it's more important for a kid to have a fulfilling and happy childhood, than to be stuck in a school and miserable from teasing.  They can learn anytime and anywhere in life, but they can't go back to their childhood."  It just hit me in a profound way.  He wasn't advocating homeschooling, he was just saying that schooling isn't the most important thing because it'll come...the child's emotional health should be the primary focus.

I'm not sure about anything anymore as a parent.  I'm not sure what's right or wrong, if I'm handling things well or poorly, if I'm too hard on Claire (because she does have a LOT of responsibilities pressed on her..even at two), etc.  However, the one observation that I keep hearing over and over again is "Paisley is such a happy kid!...Paisley just seems so happy all the time.....She's always smiling and content..."  Things like that.  It used to not be enough.  After that seminar, though, I realized that Paisley being happy really IS a big deal, and if I can help provide an environment to help her continue in that happiness, I will have done my job as a parent.  I mean, if you think about it, the happiest kids are kids that have structure, healthy boundaries, and properly disciplined when needed in order to know limits and how the world works.

Yesterday, I got the same compliment about Claire.  The lady at Hobby Lobby after asking how old Claire is, said "Wow!  She's so happy for a two year old!"  Now that, for sure, was a MAJOR compliment!!  Claire is the typical 2 yr old, and she has moments that will put us all in the grave, but the older she gets (and the more I become aware of my own attitude and the need to work on ME), the more content and peaceful she is.  I sometimes forget that Claire is just as impacted by the autism as I am...or Michael.  She has a tough road ahead of her, too.  And, yes, if Paisley is a happy kid, that's awesome.  But, truthfully, the bigger challenge lies with Claire.  She's not naive about life and has an overwhelming awareness of people, places, emotions, etc.  She doesn't have the gift of oblivion that comes with autism.  So, the fact that someone saw Claire yesterday and stated that SHE was a happy kid??  Wow.  That's the best!  It's really the only goal I need for the girls presently, and now that it's being achieved, I hope to keep it maintained.