Thursday, March 9, 2017
End of a good visit
Growing up, I was very familiar with visitors. I am from a time when folks came to visit, they were put up in your home. So as a parsonage that also meant every missionary and evangelist stayed with us during their time at dad’s church. The Parsonages have been 2,3 & 4 Bedrooms.
I have given my bed up many times to visitors. It was not considered a problem, it was how life was. When Dad pastored in Albemarle, NC the parsonage was a 2 story house. The visitor’s room was at the base of the stairs, hardwood treads (no carpet). Dad got a kick out of calling Shirl and I down for breakfast. He would get a couple of mama’s biscuit pans and throw them up the stairs and let them crash down, then call out, “Breakfast kids, do not wake the evangelist as you come down!”
Today, Our guests checked out of the guest house this morning. We had given them a key and a small flash light. When I went in the house. They were on the table:
Then I went into the bedroom and Doris had stripped the bed and placed the sheets, pillow cases, washcloths and towels neatly on the bed, which she had made-up. The place was tidy even the trash taken out.
This visit was such a joy.
All the visitors (mostly family) have left the guest house in very good condition also.
Back to Buddy and Doris. We discussed the subject dear to the heart of all seniors, “When do you know to quit driving?” We are approaching the 80 number and they are there. Buddy has already given up driving, Doris is doing the driving now and she doesn’t mind. Buddy chose to step away because Doris’s sight is much better, plus like me, he has trouble hearing.
The ultimate question is, “When do I give up my home?” If a senior lives long enough ‘most likely’ an assisted living facility is the next step. Unless one is demented or has Alzheimer’s, they KNOW once they leave the security of their own 4 walls, they (we) will (most likely) NEVER return to their own home. When do I turn my care over to a son, daughter or attorney?
We are working up to some of those decisions, we have already started the verbal discussion. So far it is going well.
PS: Of course as of now, Sherry and I are as spry as spring chickens, well at least we have no life threatening problems. So don’t’ think I am trying to WARN you that the Shipslog is about to sink! LOL
An early 50's Packard (I think)