A HEART WRENCHING TALE WITH A HEART WARMING TWIST

I have a relative in his late eighties or maybe in his nineties who resides in a health care facility. His health until recently was good. He decided to move where he is to be near his beloved wife who needs constant care and supervision for her very advanced Alzheimers  disease. Now his memory isn’t as sharp as it once was and his legs are giving him problems. It is very painful for him to move. This is upsetting to him because his spouse is on a different floor and it is difficult for him to visit her as is part of his  desired daily routine.

When he was a young man he married the love of his life. After many many years of marriage the  couple were finally blessed with the birth of a  son in their later years He  was the light of their lives. He was a good boy and grew up to become a handsome young man and a successful professional. But alas, in what should have been the best years of his life he passed away after bravely fighting a deadly illness. He left behind a wife and children. His death devestated his family including his parents.

Yesterday I had plans to visit my relative along with four  cousins. But I  awoke  with a sore throat and heavy head and didn’t want to pass on anything.The others went and took cut up fruit and pastry and old photographs and had a Tea party in his room . Apparently a good time was had by all.

Just as they were preparing to leave a younger man entered the room and introduced himself. He had been the best friend of  the older couple’s deceased son. Since the son isn’t there to visit his parents this wonderful man makes it his duty and pleasure to visit weekly in lieu of his buddy. There are still some good and thoughtful people in this world. Kudos to this person. I hope some day to have the pleasure to meet him.

About epsnider

E.P SNIDER is the pen name that I used to publish "WHY ME- a memoir". I used a pen name so as not to embarrass my spouse, my offspring, their offspring, my grand dogs and my friends. A dream came true when I had my first book published at the age of sixty-nine. "WHY ME? "is a collection of memoirs recounted from various stages of my life and the lives of those that I love or like at least some of the time. Most of the incidences are humorous-some are not. I am a senior but I feel more like a junior except for the aches and pains. When I look in the mirror I often see my mother or some other aging lady with wrinkles and sun spots. The amount and depth of wrinkling depends on which mirror I am looking into, the degree of lighting and how well my skin absorbed the moisturizing cream that day. Although I am mature in years, maturity is definitely not one of my virtues. If something strikes me as funny I get the giggles. Most of my family and many of our friends have a rather warped sense of humour-so I giggle a lot. Laughter plays an important role in our lives. My friends were a significant inspiration for me to begin my writing career. For the past number of years hubby and I have been spending part of the winter season in Florida to escape the sometimes bitter cold climate in Toronto Canada. Every year I send emails to those left behind. To my delight they find my emails to be hysterical and a cure for their winter doldrums. They compare my style of writing to that of the late Erma Bombeck. For those of you not familiar with the author-- she was a beloved American humorist in the 1970's and 1980's. I have loved literature and creative writing from an early age. I spent some of my growing up years in Alberta and won a prize for a best poem commemorating Alberta's bicentennial year. My grade seven teacher was a large and forceful woman, with white hair and course bristly white chin hairs to match. We were all intimidated by her and thus listened intently as she drilled us about parsing sentences and adverbs and adjectives. She provided me with a good basis of the English language. In addition to "Why Me" I have had a short essay published in a book of assorted memoirs by Canadian woman. I currently write for our Toronto Condominium newspaper. I hope to do more writing, although I am not sure if my family can cope with any more of my meltdowns when blocks of written material mysteriously disappear off of my computor. I admit I am computor and electronically challenged, but I will persevere. - - - - - - - - - - - Writing has been a passion of mine through out my life. Ever since I took a step forward and entered into the world of computers, a new world of opened up for me. I found myself engrossed in writing emails with lengthy updates about my life's recent highlights. To my delight, people found me...funny! I then offered to write for my condo newsletter, and I recently had a short memoir published. For the last several years I became glued to my computer, transferring my hand-written life adventure notes to an actual story of my life's defining moments. Finally, at the age of 69, I was done... I wrote a book! AND it's actually published. People are reading it. People are enjoying it. I am thrilled! Plus, it's one of the greatest gifts I could ever give my family. Talk about a dream come true. My advice to you: Think positive, keep your eye on the prize, and you too can enjoy as your dreams and desires come to fruition.
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3 Responses to A HEART WRENCHING TALE WITH A HEART WARMING TWIST

  1. mycatgrady says:

    Sent from my Samsung Galaxy Tab®4

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  2. Lovely story, Elaine. He sounds like a wonderful young man. But I’m so very sorry you were ill. I hope you’re all well now.

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