May 15, 2009

My mother died this morning at 3:00am.

Tonight

It is about 7pm this Thursday, May 14, 2009. I have just been told that my mother has been taken to the hospital where she has the potential to be better... or not. And because she is very elderly...there is a 50/50 chance she will go downhill.

They are predicting freezing rain tonight and into the early morning with gusting winds. She was resting quietly at the last report. I hope she has a restful night. I will be leaving in the morning. But probably not much rest for me tonight.

My Mother's Day Flower

I really like this photo for all it represents. There is the flower. There is Maharaji. There is the light. There is the music stand. So, in spite of what transpired for me for my "mother's day" in the realm of the world and 'family'...in the reality of the spirit, I can be thankful for all the small wonders that have been given to me, even on this day with a single white carnation.

I am thankful also for the wonderful visit I had with my own mother. She was not feeling well and had been put to bed. She had thrown up at lunch. We had a quiet visit in her room. She did not want to eat anything. I did not eat anything. I was not hungry either. We just hung out together. That was enough. And the guest room at the nursing home was exactly what I needed. It was comfortable and felt very safe.

My New Doggy Love--Cooper

Here is a picture of a very very gentle sweet dog. I fell in love immediately. He is very loving and he also loves to be at the nursing home. There are a whole group of dogs there now. He is very good with all the other very little dogs.

I think my photos are diverted to another destination before I can get them for myself on my computer. But after a few hours delay I tried again and here is the photo of Cooper.

Correction

Well!!!...there needs to be a correction! I just found out through reading the Star-Phoenix that Morning Has Broken is actually an old hymn that Cat Stevens (now Yusuf Islam) made into a pop hit in the early seventies, not the other way around. I also discovered he wrote the song, his first called: "I Love That Dog", sung by my friend's daughter, Connie Kaldor. I have it on her CD Poodle In Paris. How about that!! And he aksu wrote: "The First Cut Is The Deepest" which I have been hummlng this week. How about that too!!

Never know what you will find out when you come to Saskatoon. Mom is not feeling well I find out when I get here. She through up at lunch so was in bed when I arrived.

Dog Jog 2009

Well, I managed to help out a little at the Dog Jog yesterday, held in front of the Leg. I was late because of them wanting me to work more at you-know-where (which shall remain nameless at the moment).

But I got a cushy assignment: putting dog treats into bags to hand out to the participants when they arrived back after walking around the lake. Rumours were there were at least 400 dogs (with their owners) in attendance. Got to pat some of the dogs. Got to see a lot of the dogs also, being that I was handing out the treats.

And the weather was perfect. The first Sunday with warm weather. Lots of different people in the park. Lots of motorcycles also. Quite noisy. What a late spring we are having. I actually could leave my 1.00 geraniums out over night without worry about them freezing.

Came home and konked out. After working from 7:30am to 12:30pm at the you-know-where store, and then at the Dog Jog. At least I made it.

Photos to follow.