So I have mom's Christmas tree all set up and decorated. I put things up on the wall, and have a few more things to do.
The tree is decorated with Blue lights, silver, white and blue ornaments. Plus a couple of other whimsical items. It looks very nice. Mom loves it.
I filled a USB drive with 1 g of Christmas music. All of what mom likes. And have been playing it while decorating the tree.
What is left is, I have these plastic, clear snowflakes. I am going to glue them to a fishing line to make it look as if it is snowing. Several strands of different lengths. Placed behind the Christmas tree, and a meter on either side. And with the blue lights of the tree, it should look nice. We will see.
I had another idea, but can't find what I wanted. And I have not drawn in years, so this would of taken me to long to draw. OK I was looking for a door mural, of children looking out a window, and in the background, behind the children, was a decorated house. While it is snowing outside. And then have these snowflakes in front of this wall mural. Brilliant idea! Trust me I have looked in many different stores for this. To bad I didn't think of this months ago.
And yes, I can draw. I am a very good artist. OK, I use to be. It has been a very long time since I drew anything. I have not even wrote a poem in a long time. I use to write like crazy. To the point where I would stop and write on anything, if I had an idea. I have been drawing and writing, since I was a very little kid. And good at it.
Left brain/Right brain. Creative and analytical.
Now for mom. The last few days mom has her appetite back. Great, she has eaten everything I put in front of her. What I bring and what is being served.
On Sunday it was bath day, so mom was in bed. I brought the tree over to the bed after dinner to decorate it in front of her. It is only a 5 foot tree. Mom was so happy, looking on and helping when she could. By handing me some decorations. And the same tonight when I finished it off.
It didn't take to long and I stood there and held her hand for 45 minutes while she fell asleep.
I wish I could be living in White Rock so it is not a 3 hours ride home. Well it is sometimes a little longer, as I am experiencing some depressive issue and anxiety. Which is causing me to have to get off the bus occasionally. As I get to anxious, if it is to crowded, or someone is sitting to close to me. Or someone's breath or body oder is to repulsive for me to handle.
I get off the bus, so I don't freak out on the bus. Which is causing me to get home latter. See why it is important for me to be living in White Rock. Not just for this reason, but also, so I can stay even longer, visiting mom.
Otherwise mom is healthy, doing as well as she can be, having a stroke, not being able to speak or walk. Not being able to use her left arm. And stuck in a wheelchair.
Oh, speaking of wheelchairs. Her leg rests are not here yet. Three weeks and counting.
Well I need to go, Feeling very depressed and still have some other writing to do.
GOD bless and good night
Kristopher W. A. Schmuland
