This past week has been spent with family a little more than usual. On Sunday last week, I decided to take the 1-hour, 15-minute drive up to my sister’s home in Wellington, Ky.
Though we have seen each other many times, I have to admit it has been about two years since I have been to her home, simply because this was the first opportunity that I felt I have had.
My sister’s home is like a museum and that is the only way I can describe it. She has so many collections — everything from an ink pen collection to nativity sets from her travels all over the world. Even she doesn’t know how many nativity sets she has.
Yes, she has a very large house with 12 bedrooms. Actually, she lives in two houses that adjoin each other.
She is the only person I know who has three working kitchens. She uses two kitchens on a daily basis.
I took a friend with me and she is already making plans to return. At my sister’s home, people from all over the world have visited at one time or another, and her home is one of the most interesting places you can visit. Her hospitality is above board.
Even though my sister will soon turn 70, it is funny how we can revert back to childhood in our minds at our ages. She is still my big sister, and I am still her little sister. She was my only sister and is five years older than I am.
I am amazed at how fast a person’s life can fly past. I think there is a place in the Bible that says a lifetime is like a blink of the eye. I can identify with that now.
She is now into painting, and before I left she taught my friend and me some unique techniques in painting and we came home with a finished piece of art we had done ourselves. She has done some beautiful artwork and pretty much taught herself by watching television. I was afraid I had become addicted to painting again, but my week soon changed and took on another look.
Sickness hit our family and the flu decided to cause my grandson, Hayden, to miss his first day of school since he began, then his little brother, Simon had to have more surgery. However, he came through the surgery well, and that is always such a blessing.
Simon was scheduled on his mom’s birthday, but I can tell you he gave her a gift when he was able to come back home with her on her birthday.
Later in the week, my mother-in-law was admitted into the hospital and is still there at the present time. We have got to know the new Life Point hospital really well this past week, and I have to say we have been impressed with the care she is receiving from the nurses and her doctor.
The hospital is blessed to have Dr. Kouts on their staff. I was impressed with his knowledge, thoroughness, care and the empathy he showed to the patient and family.
The last part of our week has been spent going back and forth to the hospital.
One thing you can’t help but notice during stressful times is that families come together and you get to see other members of the family you haven’t seen for awhile and you get to play catch up with the families.
As with any day or week, one never knows what they will be experiencing before the end of it. How we handle each day is so important. Some days are easier than others.
Before you will read another article of mine, I will once again be taking treatment. I do not look forward to the treatments, but have resigned myself to the fact that they are steps forward in some sort of recovery.
I hope by June I will get a break from the chemo treatments. January seems to be flying by as fast as last year seemed to. I still haven’t found that merry-go-round I seem to be on.
Have a great week!
