Sunday, April 3, 2016

My family

I have to admit I have been remiss in not mentioning my great extended family.
On both my maternal and paternal sides, I have very nice cousins. I also have very kind aunts and uncles. My dad’s sisters, for example, are ever-present.
My mother’s younger sister has been more of an encouragement to me than I can begin to describe. She was sidelined for much of her adulthood, but she still managed to bring up two children, travel the world and get her doctorate. Oh, and I almost forgot to mention how all that happened during a long career. I think it was made possible, in part, because she had the emotional support of her husband. Sound familiar?
When I was in Nebraska, I felt scared and alone. But I felt less alone because she was there a lot. We planted coleus, watched silly movies and had storytimes about my mother when she was young. Back in  Kansas, she continued to visit. The staff at the nursing home and the computer I had borrowed knew her name.
Now, she is a grandmother and my aforementioned wonderful uncle is battling cancer.
I guess what I’m saying is I am extremely fortunate to have an amazing family. I took that fact for granted for much of my life. Because I lacked a grandfather on my paternal side (he died before I was born) and my mother’s mother died young, I felt cheated. Also, I was never close to my mother’s dad. But all this doesn’t matter. I feel close to all of them now.
Chair update: As it turns out, I need to go back to the doctor before I get my power wheelchair. Next up will be more waiting.
My mother, standing right, and her siblings at their Springfield home in the early 1950s.

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