Monday, June 27, 2011

Everyday daughter



Some rare day a person does get me out of the blue, catches my feelings and gives them a name.
Like this busy home nurse I called out today to help with my mother's medication.
She was not much younger than me. She came in a hurry on a busy Sunday, (they're always half staffed on Holidays), smiling even though I had been grumpy on the phone.
She even took time to say some encouraging words after I had tried to excuse myself.
"I know how it is," she soothed," I have a mother on 87 myself. I have four sisters living out of town. When they come visiting it's coffee, flags and celebration. I am the everyday daughter. I'm always supposed to be here, and it's fine with me."
I nodded. It's fine with me too.


9 comments:

myletterstoemily said...

oh, i love this! you made the everyday daughter
look so lovely, all in yellow. but really, we can
be a little grey, huh? your mother is blessed to
have you.

Debbie said...

It's always a bit hard when you're dealing with a loved one's health issues. As a nurse, I too, had learned to overlook some attitudes with understanding. Your mom is blessed to have you as a daughter who loves her so.

I also wanted to thank you for your prayers for my mother-in-law. She had surgery for her broken hip and is recuperating in the hospital. I'm so grateful for my blogging sisters and friends who pray.

Blessings and love,
Debbie

Amrita said...

Oh Felisol, I can identify with post and nurse. I am an everyday daughter - what an appropriate nomenclature. (smiling)
This laby is so understanding and kind. Others would not understans.

You are good and caring daughter to Monten

Felisol said...

Hi, Lea,
Sure, everyday daughters can feel a bit grey now and then.
I agree, but then again, we learned in school that grey is the colour, which contains all the colours of the rainbow.
Remember that little spinning wheel we made, containing all colours. When it span, the colours disappeared, and one could only see grey.
Yes; I'm fine to be grey.

Terry said...

yes felisol...i don't mind either because how great is THIS that an everyday daughter gets to listen to all of the stories about the family history...this every day daughter listens to every word from mom and dad golden...an everyday daughter can overlook the tiredness every now and then and reap the benefits!

is mom ljung cutting down on her pills and will she need no longer to take them?...i hope so...love terry

Felisol said...

Dear Terry,
I agree, the everyday daughter can make a difference in everyday life.
It's a gift we are allowed to return for being bread by such wonderful parents.
The doctor will not listen to reason, so my mother is still having trouble after a heavy fall, back pains, dizziness and low pulse (50), gastroenteritis,
headache e.t.c.
She is a real trooper, but sometimes it's just too much.

Sonja said...

t
This says a lot in a few words. The everyday daughter... I think I was her as well. And like you said Felisol... that's okay. :)

xo

Roan said...

The flower is beautiful. It is difficult caring for our elderly parents. Thinking of you.

Annie said...

Dear Elise, I have not been visiting anymore than I have been posting lately. Returning here, I see that I have much to catch up on. A quick scan tells me that I will pay some attention to each post.

This post reminds me very much of myself and my mother. I had that position as the everyday daughter as well so I know very well how you feel. But I also know it must be harder on you as you have problems yourself. Thank goodness for Gunnar and home health nurses.

I was reminded today of how closely I still feel my mother's passing. I needed to deliver something to a young woman and it turned out she works at the same rehab facility that my mother ultimately passed away in. I can NOT go in that building and had to find someone else to make the delivery. It seems I am still the everyday daughter but now I can avoid the pain.