Savor

This is a beautiful Sunday. I’m enjoying my garden, relaxing in my swing meanwhile the girls are having fun in the pool. My husband is getting ready the BBQ and I’m ready to savor some delicious food. We have to embrace our days, savor every minute because we will never know how long will last.

 

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Caper

So far, I’ve been enjoying my summer vacation. My grandkids are spending their days capering around the house. They’re enjoying their time together. Before the girls have to go back to their home in Arizona they want me to teach them how to dance. They have been begging since they arrived and to my surprise they want to learn Latino dances as Salsa and Merengue. I’m a pretty good dancer however, it has been too long since I shake this body.

My girls tell me I still have the moves. They are such a sweetheart. We have been dancing all weekend if I can call it dancing. Also, I’m taking advantage and its helping me losing weight. My house is full of laughter and I’m loving every minute.

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Cringe

I’ve try to figure things up with my family meaning with my siblings. I’m the oldest of six and three of them lives a few blocks from my home.

I’ve been taking care of my dad since 2012. My husband and my kids support my decision with one simple condition I will get help from my three siblings.

When I brought my dad into my home, they were willing to help at least with his showers. They would take turns also they didn’t want to come on the weekends and I agree.

Then one by one they begin to complain. They complain about back pains, pinch nerves in their necks, or pain in their bodies. And one day they stop coming. For the past three years I’ve been taking care of my dad with the help from my husband.

My siblings come to visit on special occasions like his birthday or holidays no longer than 30 minutes. On Father’s Day two of them came with a gift and took a few pictures. They posted the picture in social media with a comment “happy day with dad”. Someone made a comment under the picture “how lucky they are and they have won a piece of heaven for taking care of him”.

I cringe every time I read the comment or see the picture. My dad doesn’t know what’s happening and I try not to show my emotions. I feel sad and depressed when something like this continue to happen.

As now, my responsibility is to take care of him and grateful for having my husband helping me. The hospital close from my home has a program call “Home Health Care” and they will be coming for a couple of months. We are lucky it will be covered by his Medicare. However, I don’t know how long it’s going to last.

I love my family and I always do; however, I feel so disconnected. I don’t want this incident to shadow the happiness of having my dad in my home. They are missing the opportunity to spend time with our dad.

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Collecting Bottles

We all have different variety of bottles around the house. In my case I’ve been collecting perfume bottles. I’ve around 20 decorating my vanity. In addition, I’ve bottles of wine I keep for a special occasion next to my husband’s vodka. Last year I received a bottle of “Fifty Shades of Grey” and it’s waiting for the perfect moment. When the weekend arrives, I love having a glass of wine, read a book, or just relaxed on my porch. My favorite wine is the Moscato and the Cabernet, however if I see a beautiful design on the bottle I will buy it. My husband always tells me it’s a lot of dust on those bottles. And that I spend too much time cleaning them, however I can’t help it makes the vanity looks pretty. Of course, he doesn’t have any comments for the wine. I will keep collecting bottles of perfume and wine until I get tired.

 

 

 

 

 

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The sound of music

Growing up in a Puerto Rican home doing our chores, especially on a Saturday was fun. Yes, I know I said fun. Of course, it depends if our friends were outside waiting for us. My mother would put the stereo on a high volume so we can sing during our chores. In our neighborhood, you can hear all different types of music.

We would wake up no later than 8am watch the morning cartoons and then my mother would turn on the stereo. It was cleaning time. Listening to the music would make the cleaning go faster and more enjoyable.

I raise my children in the same way and they didn’t complain at all. By the way they still do their cleaning with the sound of their favorite music. Maybe not as loud as mine. When I’m in my car as soon as I hear a favorite song, the volume goes up. I loved singing in my car and for that reason my grandkids love being with me. This morning I was cleaning my bathroom and my grandson says where was the music. I turn on my CD player and immediately he took the broom as a microphone. The girls follow him, too.

Enjoy your day at the sound of music!

 

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Imagine

Who doesn’t love this song? “Imagine all the people living life in peace”. This is the song of a dreamer and a believer that we all can change if we wanted it. We can save this world of madness and we can make a difference for the future of our children. In a perfect and an imaginary world, the song fits their purpose.
John Lennon wrote this song with an idea of having a peaceful world. I’ve read the opinions of some people and how they interpret the song. I’ll respect their opinion; however, the message is perfect no matter your race, gender, political views, or religion. I consider a beauty, peaceful, and touching.
The saddest thing is that we can only Imagine. “You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one”.

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