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BLOGWORDS – 2 March 2017 – NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – MELISSA WARDWELL

NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – MELISSA WARDWELL

 

Family

Some of us love our families without abandon. Other families work better on opposite sides of the room. But no matter the kind of family, you are there for one another. It is engrained into our DNA to lift up and support one another and put aside our differences. We come together on holidays and special occasions and celebrate each achievement. And sometimes, when one is in desperate need, we, link our arms together  and hold that one up through the trial.

This is my matriarchal side of the family. When one of us needs a little extra boost, someone is right there to help. Need a couple more bags of groceries to fill your pantry, you will find them on your door step. If the kids will be home from school before a parent can get there, someone is available and willing to be there to get them off the bus. We are a tight family, no matter our difference in faith, politics, and life choices. There is still a constant bond that remains. A fine thread that binds us all together.  Grandma.

My Grandma A is the last of my grandparents. At one point, she was sassy, bold, opinionated, vivacious, tenacious, stubborn, and will never complain. You would rarely find her home on a Sunday evening because she was out with her girls (ladies she played cards with and I am guessing and adult beverage or two). She was the local VFW’s Queen of Poppies because she sold the most poppies every year to raise money for the Ladies Auxiliary. Having been a widow since 1987, she filled her time with volunteer work and helping her kids. We could always count on grandma to be at school plays, choir and band concerts, dance recitals – well, you name it and she was there.

A little over a decade ago, we began to notice a change in this energetic thread. She began asking the same questions repeatedly in a short amount of time. Then, she forgot where she parked her car in the parking lot. That led to no longer recalling what street signs meant. And the ball began to roll. About eight years ago, that hated D word was mentioned – Dementia. A couple of years later – Alzheimers.

When grandma received these diagnoses, we banded together around her and formed a plan. Well, it was more like my mom, aunt, and uncle. My aunt made arrangements to live with grandma and the siblings would help with care as needed. Since grandma could no longer drive, it was mostly transportation related. Then, she digressed, and it became “check in on her once a day” just to make sure she didn’t feel alone.  A couple years ago, it became, “We need someone at the house twice a day.” She was forgetting how to make simple meals. That awful demon that was robbing my grandmother’s mind continued its journey.

I happen to live a block away from my aunt and grandma. Since I am a stay at home mom, I was the only one who could be there more than even my own mother. Everyone had to work to continue supporting their households. Even my aunt. Someone had to keep the heat on. So, I willingly go over to the house there times a week now. I enjoy our times together as we have shared many tender moments and some great laughs. But the light are flickering behind those amazing blue eyes. The person inside is bumping around in the corners of that 96 year old mind and she is getting pretty banged up.

“God, I really hate this disease!” Is something I remark often in my quiet times. I hate watching this pillar in our family wither away a little more each day. The woman who was once there for her children and grandchildren, never really relying on anyone, now needs all of those she helped to pitch in for her. Though she won’t ask for your help. Each visit is different now. The only routine we have is help her dress, comb her hair, make her breakfast, give her her medications, take her blood pressure, and if she isn’t too tired, play a round of Skip-Bo.

This winter, my husband had another opportunity to move us all south. We struggled with the choice this year. Grandma was slipping even more and I cannot bring myself to leave her. I am so glad my husband understands that I can’t leave her no matter how bad we want to get out of Michigan. In fact, he told me he knew this would be the case.

 

When we moved into our house five years ago, my journey as a caregiver for grandma began. I knew that God had placed me here to be easily accessible if something happened and when it was time, this door would close, a new door would open and we would move from this home to another. I must admit, moving to a bigger home is something exciting for my family, but my heart is a little scared. It means things are coming to an end. I am not sure I am ready. Then again, is anyone every ready to say goodbye to one they love so much?

 

Melissa resides in the small mid-Michigan farm community of Corunna with her husband, three children, one cat, and three dogs.

She began writing in 2014. She has 4 titles to her resume and is currently working on her next novel.  In her spare time, she reads a verity of books throughout the year and shares her thoughts on Goodreads or her blog Back Porch Reads.

You can connect with her at www.melissawardwell.com as well as all major social media outlets and Amazon

 

 

 

 

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BLOGWORDS – 12 March 2018 – NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – ROBIN PATCHEN

NEW WEEK NEW FACE – GUEST POST – ROBIN PATCHEN

 

Ah, family. You live with them, and you know them so well. You know their talents, their weaknesses, their tendencies. You know their smiles and frowns and laughs. You know their struggles and faults and foibles.

Take my eldest son, for example. Nicholas was the talker in the family. When he was a little boy, I used to offer him money to stop talking. A thousand dollars in exchange for five minutes of quiet so I could make a grocery list or read a recipe or just think. He never earned that money.

Nicholas has turned out to be an amazing adult. He’s 20 years old and a missionary who loves street evangelism and preaching to a crowd (no surprise with all that talking). He is perfectly capable of taking care of himself, cooking his own meals, doing his own laundry. But somehow, he’s never mastered the art of carrying a cup from his bedroom to the kitchen. When he’s home, part of my daily routine is to sweep into his room and grab the plastic cups from his dresser.

And there’s my husband, Eddie. Immensely talented, he understands money and investments as if he were born with the gene. He can spot the most obscure penalties in a football game in real time, things I can’t see on the replay in slo-mo. And he is so funny, he can make me laugh until I cry. But with all those great talents, he’s never managed to get his socks all the way into the hamper, and he seems to need to have the TV on at all times, even if he’s mowing the lawn, so that when he’s home, I’m constantly fighting the desire to shout, “Can you please turn that down so I can work?”

Nicholas and Eddie. Two of my favorite men in the world can drive me nuts sometimes.

In September, Nicholas moved to Hawaii. He’s made a two-year commitment to serve with Youth with a Mission. This spring, he’ll lead a team of students to southeast Asia to share Christ with the Muslims and Buddhists who live there. I find myself longing to hear his voice, telling myself I should have enjoyed it more when he was four years old and wouldn’t stop talking. I’d give anything to find a half-full cup of lemonade on his dresser today.

In January, my husband started a new job and moved temporarily to Pennsylvania, where he’ll stay until we all relocate to Charlotte this spring. The separation has been difficult. Difficult for him because he’s accustomed to being surrounded by family. He’s never lived alone, and being in a faraway state with only the one person he works as a friend has been a challenge like none he’s ever faced.

Meanwhile, back in Oklahoma, my younger two children and I have had to figure out how to live without him. With both Eddie and Nick gone, with the TV off and Nicholas’s chatter only entertaining me during Sunday afternoon phone calls, the house is too quiet.

I’ve always respected and admired the men and women in our military, people who often have to leave home for months, years at a time. I’ve always known it’s hard on the families they leave behind. But until now, I never really understood it. And our few months apart are nothing compared to what they have to deal with.

Thank you to all the military families out there who make such sacrifices to protect us. And if you’re separated from your family members for any reason, my heart goes out to you. If you’re raising teenagers alone, wow, this is a hard job, and I’ve only been doing it for a few months, and my hubby is just a phone call away. God bless you.

If you’re at home right now, picking up your husband’s socks and straightening your kids’ bedrooms, if your house is filled with laughter and bickering and music, if there are too many dirty dishes to fit in the dishwasher and there’s too much laundry to complete in a single Saturday, count yourself blessed to be surrounded by the most important people in your world.

I’m going to go turn on the TV in the other room so I don’t feel so alone.

 

A GIFT FOR ALL MY READERS: Robin (Patchen) is giving away Convenient Lies, a free e-book, to all my readers. Convenient Lies is book one in the Hidden Truth series. It has over 100 5-star reviews on Amazon. Click here to download the book. (Link is https://dl.bookfunnel.com/t97c9vf8cn.)

 

 

Robin (Patchen) is also giving away a paperback copy of the second book in the Hidden truth series, Twisted Lies. * Open to all commenters, runs through 26 February.

Robin’s newest release, Innocent Lies, is available now.

“Kelsey huddled in the corner, tried to make herself invisible. Outside, she heard a muffled voice, a shout, and the pounding of footsteps across the porch. Then, the unmistakable jingle of keys. The lock turned. The door opened. And her last chance for escape melted like snow.”

 

–Robin Patchen, award winning author of Finding Amanda and Convenient Lies.

 

About Innocent Lies:

 

A lost little boy steals his heart.

 

When Eric finds eight-year-old Daniel alone in the woods, he has no idea where the boy came from or how he’s survived the wintery New Hampshire weather. He figures once he hands the boy off to child services, his part in Daniel’s drama will be over. He couldn’t be more wrong.

 

She’ll do anything to keep her son safe. 

 

Kelsey sneaks into Nutfield with a goal and a secret, but when she’s arrested and sees Eric, her first and only love, all her plans to expose her enemy fall apart.

 

The past catches up with them.

 

Together, Eric and Kelsey fight to protect Daniel, an innocent child caught in a dangerous game. Can Eric help Kelsey bring down her enemies without risking his heart…again? Will Kelsey have to walk away from the only man she’s ever loved…again?

 

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Aside from her family and her Savior, Robin Patchen has two loves—writing and traveling. If she could combine them, she’d spend a lot of time sitting in front of her laptop at sidewalk cafes and ski lodges and beachside burger joints. She’d visit every place in the entire world—twice, if possible—and craft stories and tell people about her Savior. Alas, time is too short and money is too scarce for Patchen to traipse all over the globe, even if her husband and kids wanted to go with her. So she stays in Oklahoma, shares the Good News when she can, and writes to illustrate the unending grace of God through the power and magic of story.

 

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