I thought that since bedtime is looming just around the corner according to the hour of the evening in Wisconsin that I would take a few minutes to write a few thoughts. Sometimes, to be very honest with myself, I have come across a whirlwind of thought that makes whatever troubles I have bigger than they really are. In other words, the ant hill is just as big as a mole hill! There are moments that someone and that someone is CSE comes into my mind. It is because she takes the time to call me from a blocked/private number to wish me and Bing a Happy Thanksgiving. I wish I did not answer the phone once I had heard CSE’s voice! I was not happy. I do not like private, blocked, and harassment calls at all. I have better things to do without my phone ringing all the time. I do not like to talk to on the phone like I used to. I play a lot of games/apps most of the time now-a-days on my phone. I do have people I talk to often, though, but talking on the phone sometimes finds me a little nerved!
Did CSE ruin my Thanksgiving holiday? No, she didn’t, but I am not happy with her right now. I just wish she would get help for herself and stop wearing me out trying to help her. She does not seem grateful.
With Thanksgiving dinner done and over with and now it is what people call “Black Friday,” I am feeling there is something missing or there is holiday mess up! That is one thing about Thanksgiving and Christmas that always confuses me. It is not a very funny thought, but it does make me chuckle a little bit. Yesterday all day I forgot that Friday has arrived and I still have Saturday and Sunday, and I am going to church in the morning with JC and his wife TC, and their daughter CC. I think I am over the hump of a missing day.
This is the ONLY
time I will use full names otherwise I use initials in my journal entries.
Let me introduce “Grandma Van”. This is “Grandpa Van’s” wife. Her name is Verla Christene Van Arsdale. For the past four years now, I have been calling her “Grandma Van” right along with her now deceased husband Bill Lowry Van Arsdale. I miss “Grandpa Van” very much yet this day because his death is yet new and something to get used to. It is not like my maternal grandparents being gone since 1997 and 2003. Anyway, “Grandma Van” has severe dementia – Alzheimer’s disease. She also cannot see as well as she once did at the age of 91 or 92. Her birthday is, Christmas Day, on the 25th of December. Anyway, “Grandma Van” is one person I appreciate with all my heart. I understand what Pastor Van and his wife, and family are dealing with when it comes to a mental illness because my “Grandpa Fox” had the same mental illness. “Grandma Van” makes me smile and understand that there is always hope in life at her age. She is a sweet woman even though her surroundings are not remembered anymore.
Of the past four years, I have to say that I have seen “Grandma Van’s” memory decline even though I have wished it not to happen to her like it did to my grandfather. I would not wish memory loss on anyone and that includes my worst enemy – seriously. Although, I would like to say that seeing “Grandma Van” today was a great joy! Pastor Van’s sister Cherie Forsythe and her husband Lee picked “Grandma Van” before they picked me up to go over to Pastor Van’s and CV’s house for Thanksgiving dinner. Grandma was talkative and sometimes she did not make any sense. That is the downfall of the disease. It is sad!! When Grandma did make sense, she was comical and her sense of humor was amazing and made five of smile and chuckle because she does come out clear. Otherwise she is only mumbling about something. Today, while her daughter and son-in-law where helping her eat, she would make faces like a child would when it came to the airplane coming in for a landing. She was like, “nope” and turned away. Her facial expressions were priceless.
Now, I am not here to make fun of a person with memory issues because of my Grandpa Fox having memory issues for a few years before he passed away. My Grandpa had child-like behavior as well when it came to having a sucker. He would suck on a sucker until it was gone and he had the face of a child who was given his favorite treat. Being with the Van Arsdale family, along with the Forsythe’s was worth it another fine year!
I had Thanksgiving dinner with Pastor Van, his wife CV, his sister CF, and CF’s husband LF, and “Grandma Van”. We had Frichick with stuffing, corn, brussel sprouts, salad with red grapes and dried cranberries with Raspberry vinaigrette dressing, sweet potato with either almond or walnut crust that was a recipe CV tried for the first time (I believe), and bread/butter. For desert we had key lime pie that was very good end of a fine dinner.
I had a great time and glad to be home. Time to say good night. I am going to snuggle with Bing Crosby the cat, and watch Homicide Hunter: Joe Kenda on Investigative Discovery channel (ID). I have absolutely no idea what I am going to do tomorrow yet except have my shower at 9 AM.
During the time of Bible study/prayer meeting I have a tendency to look to my left at CV and beyond. I remember “Grandpa Van” sitting at the end seat on the other end of the row, and saw that his seat was empty. He was not there and his walker was also not there. I felt an emptiness or someone was missing. I do miss “Grandpa Van” very much. I still cannot believe that he is gone now. I am still feeling the loss of a good man who knew the Lord.
This past weekend was a very busy weekend for CV and her husband, and the rest of the “Van” family! After church on Saturday morning, I went to the house for lunch and then met a couple of people I have yet not met. After lunch, although I did not want to leave, I left to go get ready for Sunday morning when the memorial was planned. The lunch was fantastic!! CV put together a fine lunch for herself, Pastor “Van”, his three sisters and their spouses, two nephews, a cousin of Pastor “Van’s”, Pastor “Van’s” and CV’s two sons, and their wives, and of course, one of the nephews has a wife as well. It was a houseful of people. The memorial was beautiful. I have never been to a Seventh-day Adventist church funeral before until this past Sunday. I will talk about it more tomorrow. It is getting late and I am tired.
No major dinner here. My worker DB came by yesterday and we cooked turkey, broccoli, and potatoes for my weekend Thanksgiving feast. I did have plans away from home today after 12noon for Thanksgiving at the Van Arsdale’s. Yep, I had another Thanksgiving that was vegetarian style again and it was delicious. I came home before 5 PM this evening to settle in for the rest of the night watching Homicide Hunter on Investigative Discovery (ID). II have been cuddling with Bing Crosby since I have been back home from Thanksgiving dinner at the Van Arsdale’s. I had a great time. We had Frichick, stuffing, corn, bread/butter, brussel sprouts, cranberry relish with orange zest, and sweet potato with with walnut or pecan. I usually do not like sweet potato but this recipe that CV made was delicious. For desert we had key lime pie. Everything WAS DELICIOUS!
I do have a lot to say but time is of late and I am going to go to bed for now and come back tomorrow to write. I am back for the time being and tomorrow being Veteran’s Day so I will have no company after 11:15 AM. I have some devotionals to get caught up on, writing, and journaling here to do. Why not spend it on a quiet day and do just those things. I have learned things at the Prophecy Seminar meetings I went to in Beloit, Wisconsin, and I am writing about what I have learned there and will share my thoughts to Pastor Van and the speaker JF when I am done writing. I need to go to bed now. Good night.
The memorial is on Sunday, November 15, 2015. I am going to go and I want to be there. NMS cut out the notice for me and gave me “Papa Steele’s” program from his funeral. Yes, NMS’s ex-husband had passed away in May 2015. He is going to be missed as well. I have “Grandpa Van’s” death notice and now I have “Papa Steele’s” program of what went on at the funeral. NMS said I could keep it. I feel touched.
The Prophecy Seminar meetings have ended this morning after a two-week stint in Beloit, Wisconsin. I had a great time and I was able to make it to the ALL of the meetings despite what was happening with Pastor Van and his family in regard to his father having a massive stroke while in the hospital a week and couple of days before his death at home with hospice care coming and going to the home of Pastor Van and his wife. My heart aches for the fact that a great man is gone now and I knew him for three years. “Grandma Van” is now alone and a widow. Nothing I can say or do to have “Grandpa Van” back among the living so of the three years I got to know him I do have memories. I wish “Grandpa Van” had more time. Anyway, death is a part of life as we know it – unfortunately – but then again we have that hope that we will see one another in heaven with Jesus!
Okay, to be honest, I have gone off on a tangent here and went from one thing to another. I better sign off for now and come back when I can manage my thoughts.