Taking care of the living valued

When a sister-in-law called to ask for a name from long ago it brought to memory the saying, “You can’t tell where you are going, until you know where you came from.”

After a grandson had a sleep over and I was making up his bed, thought, “he tears up his bed as bad as I do.” Neither of us wants our bedding tucked in at the bottom. We want it to roll and move as we do. It was a relief when he got too old to sleep with grandma because we are both restless sleepers. While I was waiting on sleep, I was able to reminisce and realize that all eight of our grandsons have had sleep overs at our house.

Even after retirement most of us have self-improved rising time. Mine is before 7 a.m. so I can be’Til Next

Timeon the porch swing with a cup of coffee before the bus arrives.

The crocus that I pounded into the dry ground last fall have made a lovely appearance and done just exactly what they were supposed to do. Makes me realize that winter doesn’t last forever! The daffodils and tulips are poking up, too.

There is a line from a novel that I read last week, and I forgot the name and the author, but the thought stuck with me. The story has family and friends standing beside a grave, while a wagon train is inthe background waiting to move on. One of the crowd said the words, “Sometimes the best way to take care of the dead is to take care of the living.” That thought will stay with me.

I do enjoy working in the garden at the Adult Wellness Center. Sometimes it’s nothing more than picking up trash that the wind blows in, or filling bird feeders. Sometimes I sweeps sidewalks, or helps one of the ladies who is pruning or weeding. I enjoy all of these chores, but with gas prices doing their thing, I’ve had to cut back on the trips to town.

I’m so glad that my children are grown. I see braces on teeth, contacts for eyes, laptops and cell phones. I don’t think we could afford them now!

The Brightwater Memorial United Methodist Choir warmed our hearts with the song “I’ll Fly Away.” They gave all the harmony and feeling that the song deserves. The choir is directed by Don and Audry Pederson. The congregation songs were “Great Is Thy Faithfulness,” and “What A Friend We Have In Jesus.” Feel free to join us on Sundays at 9:30 a.m. and enjoy the music with us.

We can still drop our food bank items off in the fellowship hall and U.M.W.

meets Thursday at 9:30 a.m.

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Editors note: Edith Lammey has been a resident of the area for nearly 40 years. She can be contacted through The Times at 451-1196 or prtnews@nwaonlinecom.

Opinion, Pages 4 on 03/02/2011