My sister Mabel, has been onerous towards me. When I was tired of taking her verbal abuse I decided that before this gets out of hand I had better speak up for me. She has always been independant and is afraid someone will invade her space. I couldn't do that because I would'nt want anyone to do this to me. A caretakers job is not easy until trust is built. I think we won't have any trouble from now on.
I thought today
I would have the caretaker
blues. Mabel certainly fool me.
She was so cheerful and sweet.
While in her doctors office, it was good
to hear him say. I don't know how you are
doing it, but you are a healthy 81, I must say.
He looked at me and winked his eye. He says
you are doing a fine job, 'see you in three months.
If only he knew
how I chewed her out
on her last visit. I ask her
why to me sometimes she act so
mean? Who will take the time for visits,
rides, flowers and things? Find someone
else to care for you! I did not leave her alone.
I love her, you see. I know she's always loved me.
I got meds and food
and did washing of clothes.
I surprised her when I was johnnie
on the spot, yes, I showed today. I had
hands on the hips waiting for a fight. She
was so sweet, I thought I must be treating her
right. Maybe it took a little spanking for her to see
the real me. Sis, who only wants to do God's will.
Louisa I really appreciate this poem this morning, it has deep meaning! and remember iron sharpens iron, what a caring loving sister and caretaker you are! May God your Father always bless and prosper the work of your hands!
No, I don't think your being mean at all. If you don't take care of yourself you will burn out and you won't be able to help her at all.I believe we can still be loving while at the same time taking care of ourself.Thank you for all the help you give her.
Robert Burns' first daughter was Elizabeth. Her story and the five descendants Scottish lives are recorded here with the Bard's message today as ever in need. Al Quida listen: Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that. That Sense
This book has been eight years in the making. It is mostly a jumble of thoughts written down in old spiral notebooks and hidden in the bottom drawer underneath various manuals for software packages and hardware long since turned obsolete.
Much Love
Always!!
With Love,
Cindy