Thursday, July 8, 2010

Thrusday

Honey and I had to find a new doctor. Ours that we had for 14 years decided he was going to change and take only "money" patients. We are not that. We are on the government plan! lol. Across the hall from him is a Dr. that in 1991,92,93 worked with him as a resident in the MiCU. I liked him then and I believe that I am going to like him now. I can be a difficult patient at times. Sorry but I am what I am. Dad you are in me!!!! Anyway, it was just a visit to get us in the door. He takes the "government " plan.
Lunch was with honey's brother and wife. we always have a good time with them. We eat then talk,otherwise we don't visit as often as we should. We don't live as close and it is difficult to get together as we should.
Windy called today and it was so good to hear from her. She had some surgery on her eyes and can SEE for the first time...she was born with elongated eyeballs which made her vision bad. They were able to put a contact in and she can see...God be praised. Healing can be in many ways.
Honey and I have had a good day today...it is nice when things go well. I think alot of my childhood. My sister in law suggested that I print these words off for my children. Not sure that they want to hear from their mother just yet. Maybe when I am gone it will matter. It matters that I cannot call my mother and ask questions. The saying goes " wish" to hear from your love one is always on your mind. Once you are gone you are gone. Sad.
Memories are deep within your mind and as the years go by they become more real. When I was about 6 or 7 , I became sick with measles . It wasn't fun  in Florida, it is hot hot hot all the time...Mom made us stay in our bedroom  with the lights out. How i remembered how hot and stuffy it was..one night I was trying to sleep, the window was opened , I looked out the window and saw someone stealing our socks off the clothes line ( no dryers in those days but the sun!) . Mom and dad were asleep and I didn't want to wake them, so I remained quiet. Told mother the next morning and she looked out on the line and they were gone...oh well, stealing was there as now. Mother had her hands full as soon as I was well, Shirley ,my sister, and Charles, my brother took the measles also. The same thing happened with the mumps, me, Shirley and charles...Boy was my mother a trooper!!! We didn't suffer any illness from those childhood diseases. She cared for us so well. No TV's, radios or books, just lay in the bed for 10 days...boy was I glad to get outside when I could... Childhood was good for us. We played cowboy and Indians: which makes me wonder where we got the idea of that as we didn't go to the movies. Our church would not let us go. One time after dad went into the service in 1945, mom and I went with our aunt Elsie  to see a movie at the drive in...which was literally a drive in...outside theater. You only see those in small towns across America now. What a lost art. We had to pledge secrecy so that dad wouldn't know..HAhaha..he never did as far as I know. Didn't go to the movies again. The first time as an adult was in Las Cruses with my daughter and several ladies from the church to see "Gone With the Wind". How marvelous was that movie. Now my favorite.
I need to close this segment. No nonsense .... just chatter...lol thanks grandpa for listening!!! Love you forever.

2 comments:

Paulette said...

I love your memories of living in Florida, I too, lived in Florida as a child and I remember how hot it could be. We lived sorta like a clan - all of Momma's siblings and my grandparents. Although we didn't live in the same house, it seemed we were always together, cooking, eating, fishing and the kids playing games that required no equipment. . . sweet days of poverty that no one acknowledged - it was just called life in the '40's. Our kids grew up in parsonages although they tell me of the good times they had, I wish they could have known the freedom that I experienced. . . I love you Julia for remembering and printing it so that I could glimpse that part of your life. The preacher at campmeeting last night said that nothing is new, it's just the next thing - NEXT - I sorta like that word, it gives texture to what my days look like; we're just doing the next thing because we've done the new before and it was just the next thing then. Funny how clearly you can see from the distance of being 70.

Julia said...

I like that word "next" also...we have done or thought we had done it....so on to the "next"
Thank you for your insight. I didn't realize you had lived in Florida. Actually it was a wonderful time in Miami. Didn't realize how fortunate I really was until I "didn't have anything while living in the parsonage" syndrome. But I do not wish things were different except that I would have accepted life a little better. Was always thinking about tomorrow and not loving today. Now the "next" is "love today as I am not assured of tomorrow"!
I am enjoying reliving some of my memories forgetting some that were unpleasant! lol. Only wish I could put it to print like I feel it. Well onto the enjoying this day.