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From the Back Porch
From the Back Porch
Spring was sneaky this year. All the talk of the virus kept us indoors and out of the loop. I looked out the window and it dawned on me that the trees all had leaves and the grass was green. It gave me quite a jolt.
I shopped yesterday and now I know that I need at least four more showey hanging baskets for the front and back yard and a few individual plants to fill in. I was able to find humongous ferns for the back porch. They were so big they would not fit in the trunk and they had to ride in the back seat like two plump women.
While I was gone, the twins came and mowed. This has helped my morale immensely.
Ted lost one of his brothers. The brother that had alienated all family members and drank himself to death. It is both sad and strange to have a death in the family and no one mourns or sheds a tear for him. He had alienated everyone but he had enormous potential for good that was totally wasted. His other brother is very ill. He has Lewey body dementia, cancer and Parkinsons disease but he has a devoted wife and daughters to care for him. It is a stark contrast in how the two guys have chosen to live their lives.
Ted is depressed at the loss but we had not seen Tom in over eleven years and he lived about 3 miles from us. That is not unusual in Ted's family. Ted had five brothers and I had one sister. Our extended family is very close and unfortunately Ted's is not. I always though big families were great and envied my friends siblings.
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posted on Apr 22, 2020 5:23 AM ()
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My late ex-husband Jim's sibling family (once 9, now 7) are very close and so connected, just as I am close to my two dear older brothers. Jim's family is still very close to me, too, and it is a blessing. I do lapse into sadness at times for all Jim missed in this life due to his chronic, severe alcoholism. He did finally get into long term residential treatment in his late 50s, generously paid for by his four other brothers, all in AA for decades. Jim was sober for eight months for the first time since he was 14. Then in a depression after the place where he had a part-time job downsized and let him go, he left his transitional sober-living halfway house and had a severe relapse, which killed him. He was only 58. So tragic.
My heart is with you.