Posts Tagged ‘home’

As I mentioned yesterday (in What does home mean? #1), home for most of us is where we live. However for some, they may consider more than one place or house to be their “home”.

Confused? Let me explain – Home can be the place were we currently live, but it could also be the place where we used to live, where our parents still live, where we grew up.

home-sweet-homeThat was true for me until just a few months ago, as home for me was the place where I lived with my husband, but home was also still the place I grew up in, where my Mum still lived. Sadly my Mum passed away last year, and so we moved back to the home I had grown up in, to my Mum and Dad’s house.

It’s been strange in many ways being back “home”, with my Mum and Dad no longer there, and it now being our home. I still find myself talking about “my Mum and Dad’s house”  instead of “our house” even although we’ve been living here for a few months now, although I guess for me it’ll always be “Mum and Dad’s house” as I spent many of my childhood years here, and this was the house I left from the day I got married.

Strangely it didn’t take me very long to stop calling our flat “home” after we moved out, even though we’d lived there for all our married life. For me now though, there is just one home, and that’s both the home I grew up in and the home I’m living in once again.

What does home mean to you?

Central heating is great when it’s working.

heating-repairCentral heating not working means it’s cold inside in winter.

Cold makes us shiver and snivel.

Cold means we put extra layers of clothing on.

Can the heating be fixed?

Could it be costly?

Can we face another day in the cold?

 

Consider those who never have central heating or even a home.

Cold all the time, no roof over their head to call a home.

Change your thoughts from your own broken heating and instead pray for those who don’t have no place they can call home.

homeless

I’ve done a few Word Associations with you over the last while, and today it’s time for another one. So as usual I’m going to throw some words at you  and I want you to note down the first word that comes into your mind when you read each word.

So here goes…

  1. wordsPlate
  2. Watch
  3. Cable
  4. Accident
  5. Lamp
  6. Company
  7. Number
  8. Pan
  9. Charity
  10. Clock

 

So how did you get on with those words? Did you find it easy? Did your answers surprise you or were they just as you expected?

Well here’s my responses to my questions:

  1. Dinner
  2. Tick
  3. Charge
  4. Pain
  5. Light
  6. Friend
  7. House
  8. Pot
  9. Collection
  10. Countdown

 

Were any of your answers the same as mine? Did any of my answers confuse you? Did any of your own answers confuse you?

I’ve said in previous word association posts that I find I get a bit stressed when I’m doing them as I put a lot of pressure on myself not to over think my answers! Are you relaxed when you do them or do you find it stressful too?

I still believe that when we respond with the first words that come into our minds, our answers tell us a lot about our emotional state, and what’s important to us at that particular point in time.

Bearing all this in mind, review your answers, does my theory hold true?

By the way, if you want me to explain any of my answers, just ask!

It’s been a very sad day today as we said a final farewell to my Mum

Margaret Jackson Watson Johnson (nee Gilchrist)

27/09/1931 – 06/09/2015

Mum 70th

I had hoped to write a tribute to my Mum today, but I’m afraid it’s just too soon for me to be able to write anything that would do my Mum justice, so I’ll save my thoughts for another day once we get back to some kind of normality (whatever that means!).

So today, I simply want to express my gratitude to everyone who has offered support and love to us during these very difficult days by phoning, visiting in person or by sending us cards or flowers. You will never know just how much your support has meant to us.

To those of you who have helped us get everything sorted out for the funeral today and helped with the funeral itself, a huge thank you.

To the many of you who shared with us today at Rutherglen Salvation Army and then at the cemetery before returning to Rutherglen Salvation Army for refreshments, thank you for taking the time to support us on this most difficult of days, we really did appreciate it.

Mum never liked making a fuss about anything, so I’m sure she would have been embarrassed by the number of people who came to say farewell to her today, as well as by all that was said about her. However, to me it simply shows how well-respected my Mum was and the huge impact and influence she had on many, none more so than on me!

Mum’s family have been a part of Rutherglen Salvation Army since the Salvation Army first started in Rutherglen, and Mum has been a soldier there for many years, so it was fitting we celebrated her life there before we laid her in her final resting place. Mum loved Salvation Army music abd she loved a “good old army march“, but as a member of the songsters (adult singing group) for many years she also loved singing. One of her favourite songs was Jesus Thou Art Everything To Me as it was also her testimony. So for you today Mum, here’s your testimony in song:

Mum you’re now at rest, and I believe you have been reunited with Dad. I miss you and Dad so much, and I will love and remember you both forever.

Rest in peace Mum xxx

Mum 1952

A blessing

Posted: August 28, 2015 in family, love, quotes
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family + love = blessing

Family  and home, two things I guess we can all be guilty of taking for granted…that is until we no longer have one of them!

So don’t take your family or your home for granted, look after them both, and remember to tell your family how much they mean to you.

homeless

There are loads of people in the world who are struggling in so many different ways – illness; loneliness; not enough money to feed themselves or their family; struggling to pay bills or buy clothes; unemployment…the list is endless.

Sometimes when we see all these adverts on the TV trying to raise money for a crisis or epidemic abroad, we can easily forget that there are many people in our own country, in our own communities who are in need or help. Maybe it’s easier for us to give to those charities helping those who live in other countries, thousands of miles from us, as it’s less personal for us, rather than truly looking around about us, and seeing the real need so close to home.

So as well as giving practical help and support to those who need our help, pray for them too, no matter whether they live round the corner from us in our own communities, or thousands of miles away.

people in need

Not Too Far From Here by Gary Rose

Somebody’s down to their last dime
Somebody’s running out of time
Not too far from here
Somebody’s got nowhere else to go
Somebody needs a little hope
Not too far from here

And I may not know their name
But I’m praying just the same
That You’ll use me, Lord
To wipe away the tears
‘Cause somebody’s crying
Not too far from here

Somebody’s troubled and confused
Somebody’s got nothing left to lose
Not too far from here
Somebody’s forgotten how to trust
And somebody’s dying for love
Not too far from here

It may be a stranger’s face
But I’m praying for Your grace
To move in me
And take away the fear
‘Cause somebody’s hurting
Not too far from here

Help me, Lord, not to turn away from pain
Help me not to rest, while those around me weep
Give me Your strength and compassion
When somebody finds, the road of life too steep

Somebody’s troubled and confused
Somebody’s got nothing left to lose
Not too far from here
(Not too far)
Somebody’s forgotten how to trust
And somebody’s dying for love
Not too far from here
(Not too far)

Now I’m letting down my guard
And I’m opening my heart
Help me speak Your love
To every needful ear
Someone is waiting
Not too far from here
(Not too far)

Someone is waiting
(Waiting)
Not too far from here

Family

Posted: July 21, 2014 in family, friendship, life, love
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The came across the following short poem, and loved it, so thought I’d share it with you today:

Family

Aunt Mae (Aug 2011)Today, the 23rd October, is another sad day for us, as today would have been my Aunt Mae’s 91st birthday.

It’s now just over 6 months since my Aunt Mae passed away, but just typing these words have started my tears flowing again. In many ways it seems like just yesterday Aunt Mae passed away, just 6 weeks after my Dad died. However in many other ways it seems like an eternity since both Aunt Mae and Dad were here with us.

I have thought of my Aunt Mae every day since she died.

I have shed many tears every day since Aunt Mae died.

I have missed my Aunt Mae every day since she died.

As Aunt Mae’s dementia worsened, she, just like my Dad, failed to recognised us or acknowledge that she knew us and latterly her personality completely changed, as she went from being a loving caring person to someone who was angry and aggressive…that just wasn’t my Aunt Mae. Having said that, during her final few days in the hospital, she did seem to have a the odd moment of clarity, as at one point when Mum apparently told her I was on my way in to see her she smiled and tried to say my name…

I am in no way saying there was no bond between Aunt Mae and the rest of my family, but I know there was always a special place in her heart for me, after all I was named after her as Mum and Dad gave me her name as my middle name, Mary.

These have been incredibly difficult months for my family, and my Mum in particular – Mum’s struggled to come to terms with the death of first my Dad and then Aunt Mae, but she’s getting there, as am I. I would however ask that today, as we remember my Aunt Mae in particular, on what would have been her birthday, that you continue to pray for us as we continue to grieve the death of two much-loved members of our family, my Aunt Mae and my Dad.

I love you Aunt Mae, and I miss you so much. You’ll always be in my thoughts and firmly in my heart. Dorothy xxx

Today is my Mum’s birthday (and no I’m going to tell you what age she is today!), and is it’s also another day when I’m sure we’ve both thought a lot about my Dad as it’s Mum’s first birthday since my Dad and my Aunt Mae passed away.

I had hoped to take this week off work so I could spend more time with Mum in the run up to her birthday, but that ended up not being possible. I have however spent some time with Mum several night’s this week so that hopefully she hasn’t all her time thinking about Dad and Aunt Mae not being with us any more.

We have arranged to take Mum out for dinner tonight to celebrate her birthday so hopefully she’ll enjoy that and, although we’ll probably end up talking about my Dad and my Aunt Mae tonight as we often do, but hopefully it’ll be because we’re remembering the good times we spent with them rather than focusing on the fact that they both ended up with dementia/Alzheimer’s and ultimate both died because of that awful illness.

So happy birthday Mum. I hope that despite it being a another day when we’ll think of those who are no longer with us, we’ve managed to make it a good day for you.

happy birthday mum

As some of you will know, a few days ago it was my birthday. Birthdays are normally a time of great celebration, even if we’re not very happy bout the age we are now celebrating. However this birthday for me was tinged with sadness, as it was the first birthday I’d celebrated without my Dad.

Dad in hospitalYes, my last birthday with Dad was spent visiting him in hospital, and while I remember he never spoke to us at all during our visit that day (in fact he hid under the covers the whole time), it was still special to me as our family was all together on my birthday.

Yes, hubby keeps trying to remind me that even last year at my birthday, it wasn’t really my Dad anymore, and therefore rather than have him here as a shell of himself unable to recognise or communicate with us anymore, it really is better for him that he passed away peacefully earlier this year. That of course is reasonably easy to say (or type in this case!), but so difficult to truly accept, as I really miss my Dad.

These last few days I’ve shed a whole load of tears for Dad as I miss him so much, not the person he was latterly in these last few years, but the person who brought me up, taught me and inspired me. I know I should be thankful for him that his suffering is over but, I’m only human, and therefore I continue to miss my Dad.