Monday, October 20, 2008

The Love Affair Continues!

You may recall that I've wrote about Jack and Runt before. Well, now I have their love pretty well documented. I had to hide in my car to do it. Unfortunately I missed the best part because I didn't have my camera on me at the time. Jack was laying flat out and Runt was climbing all over his head. It was so cute!

Of course, this is a very close second!
Jack and Runt

Just in case you missed it that's...
Jack and Runt Crop

Jack was laying flat out and Runt either decides she doesn't want him to lay like that or she was wondering if he was still awake.
Jack and Runt

So she licks him for sitting up! :)
Jack and Runt

They eat even eat together...
Unusual Love!

I think they make a cute couple.
Jack and Runt

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

It Is Offically Fall!

I'm a little slow on the uptake with fall. For one Fall means Winter is right around the corner and two the trees didn't look nice until recently. I was beginning to think the leaves were going to just shrivel up and fall off. The recent rain helped though and the trees look wonderful, which helped my mood.

Saturday I was at my parents and so were Leslie and Makayla. Mason was there too, but I guess he was sleeping. Here are some photos I took of them.







Sunday, October 12, 2008

Saber's New House



Um, Saber? That "house" is for water bottles!

An Adventure In A City Park

The other day while going through pictures I noticed that the only fall photos I had were either form work, or taken at my house, my parents house, or my in-laws. I am ashamed to say it, but it has been a long time since I had been any where just to take pictures. So Saturday morning I left the house a bit before 7 am and went to one of my favorite Metro Nashville Parks. It is considered a City Park, but it is in the country (Joelton) and at the time of being donated to Metro is was the largest piece of undeveloped land in Davidson County. The donor wanted it to be a walking park. It is beautiful and hilly with a creek running through it. I couldn't wait to get there yesterday morning. It had been a while since I had been there and I had never been there in the morning light. There are 2 parking lots. One at the creek and one at the top of a hill. I went to the top since that is what will see the light first.

Beaman Park

As I walked around I began to wonder if I had made a mistake going this morning. The sun was hiding behind some clouds. I left the trail and walked East over to the edge of a steep hill, which brought me to another trail. As I got my camera ready it happened. The sun broke free and sent dappling light through the trees taking my breath away.

Beaman Park

I will save you the pain of having to tote a heavy camera, tripod and camera bag through the woods.

Beaman Park

Beaman Park

If I remember correctly the trail winds through about 300 acres.

Beaman Park

There were even some flowers left.

Beaman Park

Beaman Park

If I could have bottled the sounds up I would have. It was just me, the wind, the birds, and the creek. When I got there I was the only one. I was there for 30 minutes before I saw someone else. By the time I left the lower parking was almost full.

Beaman Park

Beaman Park

Beaman Park

The local wildlife. Ha ha!

Beaman Park

Beaman Park

After 2 hours of walking with my heavy tripod I decided a short cut up the hill to my car would be much better than winding my way back up the proper way. I hope to better explore the park again next week as I bearly broke the surface of this beautiful park.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Faded Memories

Have you ever heard someone say "I will always remember when...”? My question is "How do you know?" What if one day you can't even remember your own granddaughter's name then some times you know exactly who she is as soon as she walks in the door. What if sometimes you can't remember anything that happened over the past 30 years? And sometimes you think that your home, what has been your home for more than 30 years isn't yours and you think "I have to go home!" so you grab your purse and walk out the door. You can't remember you’re sick because you can't remember anything that happened in the past several years. You say "let's go" and try to get out of your chair, but you legs fail you. Your family tells you "You can't right now. You've been in the hospital for several days and you aren't as strong as you used to be so you can't be as mobile." Then 5 minutes later you look at your granddaughter in her big sad eyes and say "come on let's go!" because you can't remember what she said 5 minutes before. You don't even know it but you are breaking your family's' heart because they can't help you. They can't make you understand that nothing is the same any more and that no, you can't have that Arby's sandwich because you have to eat pureed foods. So they tell you "here have some mashed potatoes instead". We know you are thinking "Mashed potatoes! How does that compared to a sandwich!?" You don't know it but your family cries for you because you aren't who you used to be. Yet some times for a brief minute you say something that is so like you. So witty that your family thinks "YOUR BACK! You are better" but you aren't. A few minutes later you are gone just as quickly as you came. You don't know it but your family misses you, who you really are.

My grandmother has Alzheimer's (she is only 74). This has been so hard on all of us as she had always been such an intelligent quick witted character. She loved to read and play crossword puzzles. She hasn't read in quite some time now and forget the crossword puzzles. It has moved quickly over the past year. Before then things were so much easier. We could have a conversation with her granted she may ask the same question a few minutes later, but I could do that. I could pretend I never said that to her and just repeat my answer, but this? I don't know how to handle this. I don't know how to handle helping her to bed or in the door or out of her chair. I don't know how to handle her not being able to do what she wants or be able to remember simple words like "necklace". On the bright side she remembered that I had on a necklace last time I saw her and she was looking for it.

Last year at my wedding she told my mother "I know there are people here that I should know, but..." She couldn't place them. Where she knew them or how she knew them. So maybe she does know to some extent that nothing will ever be the same again. Every case is different from what I have been told. The doctor said there are 4 types of Alzheimer's and she has the kind that has mini stokes. Each one makes her set back. For those of you that don't have experience with Alzheimer patients the only way I can explain it is that they leave their body and sometimes they come back out of the blue and you think "There they are. That is the person I know." But they just go back to their confused state afterwards.

Because her mind is failing her I would like to document fun things she has said thus far. I will continue posting these as they happen.

The say before she went into to hospital for what we now know was a bladder infection. I was talking about her cold her hands were. She had been out of it since I got there. She was either almost asleep or confused then she woke up and looked at me and mumbled something. She does this more and more as she forgets what words to say. So I told her "Cold hands, warm heart" and she pipes up and says "dirty feet and no sweetheart!" loud and clear. I look over at my dad and we laughed together and so did she.

(From my dad) Her husband (she remarried after my grandfather passed away) had some beans planted in pots and someone was talking to him about how big they were getting and she pipes up and says "Yea, those will save on the grocery bill!"

Its these moments that remind us who she is Its these moments help get us from one bad day to another until she comes back to us a few minutes and reminds us she is still there.

My mom found this picture of my grandmother and I. It was about 10 years ago.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

I'm Still Here

For those of you that are wondering where I am, I'm still here. I promise I haven't dropped off the face of the earth although, sometimes it feels like it. I will be back to posting soon. My life has just been so crazy lately.

Ta-Ta for now!
Jess

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Because My Brain Hurts...

I will let someone else say it for me.

How much easier it is to be critical than to be correct.
Benjamin Disraeli, speech, January 24, 1860
British politician (1804 - 1881)


Eleanor said it best:

Do what you feel in your heart to be right - for you'll be criticized anyway. You'll be damned if you do, and damned if you don't.
Eleanor Roosevelt
US diplomat & reformer (1884 - 1962)


Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power. Abraham Lincoln
16th president of US (1809 - 1865)


Treading cold waters...


May the future bring days as bright as stained glass