Hello again
It has been three years now that mom has been in White Rock. I guess if I wasn't so picky or decided I wanted to live in White Rock. I would of been living there by now.
Three years I have traveled back and forth. Every single day. Not unlike the three and a half years that I traveled, everyday, to see mom, while she lived in Coquitlam. When mom was out here, it was a 20 minute walk to see her. Which I did most of the time. Rain or shine, I walked. 3 1/2 years mom was in Coquitlam. I missed 15 days. Yes I keep track. Not to brag, it is just me.
I don't use an umbrella. I was born into this rain. I am a duck. This is what I say to people who ask why I don't use an umbrella.
Thanks to GOD, I found a water proof jacket on my way home last spring. My size and in excellent condition.
But I have traveled to see mom everyday since she has been in White Rock. The only thing I have issues with is the traveling. But I won't complain about it, as I do it. And until I find a place out there, I will continue to travel everyday to see mom and take care of her. As I am meant to do. Part of GOD's plan. Or my calling. Whatever it is, it is the right thing to do.
I do now wish to be living out there. It is time. I am not so picky, but I won't live in a dump or with drug addicts or recovering drug addicts.
I don't care if people drink. But I don't want to live with alcoholics either. Is that to picky. Can't I have that choice. I want to be able to bring mom over from time to time. So a some what decent place would be nice.
What would be ideal is, a room in an elderly couples home, to be there to help out if needed. I do it now.
Tonight I ended up leaving late. Mom was wide awake. To much excitement. We did have a good time tonight. I read to her, we sang, we laughed. Maybe to much to drink, soda and juices I mean. To much caffeine. Maybe. But whatever it was, mom was awake. She seemed to be falling asleep, but that changed.
I turned the TV on before I left. Yes I asked mom if she wanted to watch some TV first before I turned it on. I turned out the lights and I left. This was after 8 pm. 10 after I would guess. But I made it home earlier than normal. No clue!
Anyways I made mom a soft taco bake. I forgot that it was a bit of work to make it, Time wise I am saying. I did it as mom does like it.
Being Tuesday, the normal table we sit at was busy, Mom's old roommate gets her bath today so she is up. Only on Tuesdays I see her up. They sit there and have a family dinner. We just eat in mom's room. No big deal. There were 4 large stuffed soft taco's in the container. 8 " pie plate. And mom ate over half of it. Plus her usual.
I just love it when mom eats well, like this. I know mom has always loved my cooking.
Then it was the usual. Brush her teeth, spa treatment and held her hand for a while.
Yet I needed to leave. I do feel guilty though. I always feel guilty when I have to leave and mom is still awake. I need to be living out there.
Even the flyer's I have put up have yielded no response. What the ............ is up with that.
I will keep trying.
Mom's Birthday is in a few weeks. October 12 to be exact. I hope to do something nice for her. At least make her a great dinner. I would love Birthday wishes from all over the world for her. But I tried that last year for Christmas and not successful at all. But that is what I would wish for. Cards from everywhere. That would make mom's day. To just sit with her and go through and read these to her. Or postcards with wishes. To show her photo's of all the wondrous places you all live in. I would love to see this as well.
Do I ask for to much. Maybe. But I only want the best for mom.
And this year, not like all the previous years, I will not be complaining about not having a Thanks Giving or not getting anything for Christmas or having a Christmas. Woe is me Pity me not.
I get to spend another Thanks Giving and hopefully another Christmas with my mother. I get to spend time with her. And enjoy her happiness. That is good enough for me and has always been good enough for me.
I am sorry I have been such a whinny bitch.
I hope mom gets a good night sleep.
GOD bless and good night
Kristopher W. A. Schmuland
