Category: Caregiving

Bloganuary prompt for January 27, 2022

Where do you go when you need solitude?

My first thought when I read this prompt was my small study on the second floor. The window over my desk looks at the yard and garage. Trees, sky, seasons. Many poems through the years. I also enjoy early mornings, a chair by a window in the sunroom, and then work by the kitchen window.

Prayer and poetry. Art in different forms.

And solitude in my heart – perhaps a verse memorized. To keep solitude with me, to create some reserves. I have experienced the benefit of this in care settings, as both caregiver and patient. Some reserves of rest and strength in my heart. Simple daily life.

Be still, and know that I am God . . .

From Psalm 46: 10

Holidays Through The Years

Thanksgiving

Every year is different and cherished in its own way.

Every day is a day to give thanks.

November 24, 2011

That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving,
and tell of all thy wondrous works.

Psalm 26: 7 (KJV)

November 22, 2018

There were years of driving from one home to another, or to a restaurant in another city, to honor older family members who are no longer with us.

I also remember holidays with my mother and home health care, and later a nursing home. These memories bless me still. And the beautiful drives North again, with holiday lights in small towns. City streets and country roads. Home by Lake Michigan in Oostburg, Wisconsin.

The traditions were important. Good to grow new traditions as well, and adapt to change. Health first. Every year is different, it seems.

I look forward to Thanksgiving, and then to Advent in a quiet way. Creative at home.

Thank you and take good care.

November 24, 2020

And this year by God’s grace – with blogs, we create a journal.

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REST acrostic poem

R estore
E ncourage
S ing
T rust God

REST

Matthew 11: 28 (KJV): “Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”

I am reprinting the acrostic poem and Bible verse from March 21, 2010. Grateful and interesting to see older posts that are still viewed. The 2010 post includes a lily photo by Karl. I rediscovered acrostic poems with blogs.

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warm soup

warm soup
with fresh vegetables
Autumn colors

I added orange and red peppers, an onion, mushrooms, and lots of kale to a can of chicken soup with pasta. This brings back good memories of when I shopped and cooked for my mother. I knew what she would enjoy, even if she said she was not hungry.

A squirrel is busy harvesting pine cones from the tall Norway Spruce tree again this year. Karl heard the cones fall this morning on the wood deck and against the house.

August begins

August begins
and I remember
poems

rarely at your grave —
geranium blooms freely
on your workshop stool

autumn leaves
the caregiver finds time
to rest

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“rarely at your grave” has been published over the years:

Modern Haiku, Fall 1996

Ellen Olinger – Three Questions Series, 2010
Edited by Curtis Dunlap

Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog
Daily Haiku: July 11, 2017

“autumn leaves” was the Daily Haiku for August 14, 2019.
Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog

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