Wednesday, October 24, 2012

SETTLING INTO NEW JERSEY

I am so sorry that the blog did not get done yesterday. My grandson, Willie, has been in the hospital for a week with pneumonia and I finally got well enough to sit with him yesterday. I did not get home until very late and did not get the blog written.

We continue today with Ann and her first year in New Jersey and the passing of the children's father, Charles Albert.

THE GOD GAMES: Heaven & Hell...Chapter Thirty Seven

I learned a lot about myself in the mental hospital, which would be my last hospitalization. I came to grip with my loss of Ed and I learned a lot about how the past was affecting me now. I looked those things straight in the eye and found solid ground to walk on.

I had had to stop driving after being in two automobile accidents in a two month period. It turned out that I had cataracts on both of my eyes and my vision was impaired without my realizing it. I gave the children's other grandmother, Loretta, the car and stopped driving. A few months later I had an operation to remove the cataracts and miracle of miracles I was left with 20/20 vision in both eyes, although I had to wear reading glasses to read or do close work.

Without a car for transportation, I learned the bus routes and went all over the county as I needed to. Of course David took both Becky and I shopping for whatever we needed, but I had to get to doctors by myself and if I wanted to go somewhere else special, like the casinos, I went by bus and Jitney. I found the bus rides to be marvelous, you meet new people and hear about their lives and problems and you go home feeling better about your own situation.

Shortly thereafter, David found an apartment for me that was close to where Becky and the grandchildren lived. It was a beautiful little place in a seniors-only complex. It was so beautiful and peaceful in the area that I felt like I had moved to heaven. It was the first time in my life that I had ever lived alone and I loved every moment of it. Now my spirit began to blossom and I felt free for the first time in my life. Because I was happier and less stressed, my mental health improved markedly, and between Becky and I all the fences were mended and we became closer that at any other time in our lives.

Anders sent me the Sedona Method, which is a self-help exercise of releasing and sets you totally free of old business in your life by helping you to grow and develop spiritually by realizing who you really are. This helped me more than any other method I had ever tried and I became strong and wrote a book of poetry for my children and grandchildren called Heartfire 2007.

Then a great miracle happened, my little Skeeta had grown into a fine, strong man and had fallen in love with a wonderful girl named Lindsay. They told us that they were expecting a little girl and our whole lives lit up. Becky and I dreamed about our little girl, Becky's first grandchild and my first great-grandchild. Kira Michelle was born on June 2nd, 2007, and Becky, Sierra, and I were there when she was born. We also got to meet Lindsay's family and they are wonderful people, we were all so excited. Kira is a beautiful little girl and Lindsay is a wonderful mother.

Becky became my best friend and she telephoned me first thing every morning. It wouldn't have been as good a day if she hadn't called. She was involved with AA and was working the twelve-step program with great results. She talked about wanting to be a sponsor herself or of writing a book for teen girls about what she had faced in life.

In December of 2007 Charles Albert passed away after going through several years of suffering with a heart condition and diabetes. He had been so proud to be a great-grandfather when Kira was born and no one expected his death, but it happened quickly one night and we all sorrowed. All of the children were very upset, and Arleen gave each of them gifts from their father: a watch and one of his Navy caps with ribbons and medals.


Tomorrow we all suffer a great tragedy as we lose another family member.

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