I said in my first blog that I chose my title from one of my Mom's
frequent comments; but there is a whole lot more to what placed me,
at this time in my life on the banks of the stream trying to
launch my boat. In 2001, 2 things happened that were not connected
in any way that I could determine, but both led to very life
altering experiences. My youngest stepson got a new computer and
gave me his old one to learn on, and my mother had her first bout
with pneumonia. As time went on, the old IBM became slower and
slower, and Mom,s health became worse and worse. She had numerous
hospital stays, was diagnosed with Congestive Heart Failure, Chronic
Obstructive Pulmonary Disease, and Renal Failure. The computer and
Windows 95 became obsolete, actually it was obsolete when I got it,
but it just became worse. On March 15, 2006 my stepson came to do
something on my computer and became very frustrated with it. It was
slower than usual and I remember telling him that she was thinking.
I believe his response was that it was thinking it was time to
retire. On March 17, my Mom went into the hospital and she died
on March 21, at 8:10 a.m. That day I attended to the funeral
arrangements, called friends and family with the details. Around
6 that evening I realized I hadn't called my stepson, so I tried
but they weren't home. Shortly before 8 that evening he showed up
and said he had something for me in the car. It was a new emachine
that he bought for me that night. I was a little underwhelmed, and
I don't think he expected my reaction, but at the time, I had
other things on my mind. I had never hooked up to the internet
with the other computer and it took me a few weeks of working with
this one, but all of a sudden, I sat down, hooked phone line to
the modem and went online for the first time. On Friday April 21
I discovered the Pacbell sight that had a Lous World blog on it and
through that blog discovered the stream, keepsmiling, ain't life
peachy and the information on blogging that gave me my quiet place
to heal. I wasn't sure if I was doing the right thing, I didn't
think so much about being read, just that it would give me a place
to write my thoughts. I have just started, have 3 comments on 2 of
my posts, have had a few visitors. I discovered this world on the
one month anniversary of Mom's passing and I didn't realize it
until I sat down to post this. I may never have another comment,
visitors may be few, but I found a quiet place to heal, to share
my thoughts, and grieve the passing of my mother.
