I attended a class at work today, Who Moved My Cheese? It was very good! I got to meet four little characters named Hem, Haw, Sniff and Scurry. I watched them in their maze, going to their cheese every day and then having to deal with the loss when someone moved their cheese. I learned about their different ways of dealing with it; what they did right and what they did wrong. I learned that I was most like Haw (and that's a good thing!) last June when we got our re-structuring news.
It really was a good seminar and I got a lot out of it that I can use.
In other news, let see. I'm not as tired and depressed so far this week as I was last week. Today is the fifth anniversary of signing the papers on our house! Thomas' dad is in the hospital. He is getting close to 90 years old and is not in good health at all. Up until two years ago he still lived in Alabama, but the brother who was his main caregiver just couldn't do it anymore. Thomas' sisters wanted him up here, so his brother brought him up and he lived with one of the sisters for awhile. But he needed such constant care that she just couldn't do it, and they made the decision to put him in a nursing home nearby. They (the girls) go to see him daily to make sure he is eating right. Friday he was almost non-responsive and they called an ambulance to take him to the hospital. He was dehydrated and they think he had a small stroke. We went to see him Sunday. I'm not sure he knew who we were.
Thomas, my wonderful, loving husband, who is a great father to our kids, just isn't close to his dad at all. There were times when he was a child that they shared good times and there are some good memories, but most of his early childhood was not happy. He has very little respect for the man and he has good reasons. He tries to think of the good things and to give him the respect he deserves as his father and as an old man who doesn't have long to live, but he really can't seem to feel more for him than that. It's sad, but it's the way it really is. He has always said that he cared for and respected my dad more than his own. And since my Dad loved Thomas, too, I'm glad he had my Dad for as long as he did.
Well, it's late. I'd better be off to bed. I may find that they've moved my cheese again when I get to work tomorrow!
5 comments:
family relationships sometimes are so difficult to understand; glad your husband had a good role model to look up to; sorry it wasn't his own father.
betty
family relationships sometimes are so difficult to understand; glad your husband had a good role model to look up to; sorry it wasn't his own father.
betty
Good Morning Lori!
I wanted to thank you for your encouraging words; I am enjoying this very much and am looking forward to getting to know everyone here! This is fun getting to meet new people from all over the country!
I am sorry to hear about your father in law. I know it must be hard on your husband even though their relationship has not been the best. For my husband and his Dad; things have not always been so great but they are doing better now.
thanks again and I hope we can chat sometime soon!
have a great day!
Maria
For Pete's sake I hope no one moved your cheese. Paula
the seminar sounds fascinating - animals are so resourceful, how they deal with their concerns really interests me.
i'm glad thomas had your dad. from what i've read of your father, he was a wonderful man.
have a great rest of the week, and don't work too hard.
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