Sigrid is pretty busy now. Pharmacy School is not to be taken lightly and Sig is one of the youngest new white coat wearers. She’s doing great. Tests come weekly and she studies seriously. Each week she has a long list of drugs to learn all about. She takes a test over them. She’s responsible for retaining those she has studied already. She has to know all about the drug not just a name!
I taught Taviah’s father and grandmother. We have a history that’s mingled.
I have kept in touch with my childhood friends. My first roommate in college is still my friend. During my work career I made lots of friends. I tried to never fuss with them. I still am close to several. I have blog friends. Of the ones my sister Patsy and I followed none remain. I still check on Connie who lives up north near Canada. She is inspiring. Some of my blog friends have passed away. Some just went silent. Margie out in Kansas posted one day and then boom she stopped. I hope she’s ok. Donna in Missouri seems to have disappeared too. I’m reading about Margaret now. She lives in the Pacific Northwest and her life is nothing like mine. My sisters used to blog daily but Fleta has slowed to about once a week and Helen is sporadic. She’s irritated at FB now and has been posting once more. I’m thrilled to have friends.
I like having friends who are very elderly. I get joy from helping them. I have a new old friend from exercise class. She burned her hair off and I have made her crocheted hats for her to wear. One side is bald pretty much. Her hairdresser can style it but it doesn’t last all week. She meets men on line. They come to meet her from afar. Very dangerous. Her name is Wanda and she’s 86. Another of my older new found friends is 92. She’s almost completely blind. All I can do for her is visit. She can’t watch tv or read. She sleeps in her recliner. She likes having someone come to see her. She has two children who give her great care, but she appreciates having other friends come by. I’ve made some friends by giving their grandchildren a baby blanket.
No one can have too many friends. Sigrid has a lot of friends. Some are her age and some older and a few are elderly. She connects with her teachers when she can and becomes their friend. Sig has opinions but she can see others viewpoints too. Sig is my friend as well as my granddaughter. I hope you have lots of friends.
I have a great friend who I call Amy Patsy. My sister Patsy died in 2014. She was the eldest in our family and the smartest too. She was poor. She worked line jobs in plants. She cooked in nursing homes. Her life was always a struggle but she didn’t see it that way. She’d say she was blessed. She knew about gardening, the Bible, chickens, pigs, horses, cows. She befriended the Asians when they came to America and tried to learn their language. She’d go with them to get a driver’s license etc. so she could assist. I could ask her anything. If she didn’t know she’d find out! My friend Amy is like that too. She doesn’t live In poverty like patsy but she can do just about everything. She can find an answer when I’m curious about something. She’s a librarian. She’s a seamstress. She is an expert at crochet. She cooks and sends me a serving! She loves the Lord. Oh, what a special friend I have in Amy Patsy. She’s really just Amy but she has Patsy qualities🤍.
2 comments:
It is important to have friends and you are fortunate enough to have them from all walks of your life. I am the same! I have some from childhood, my neighborhood, various schools, my teaching career, my daughters' activities, and blogging. I'm concerned about Donna as well. Her posts make it seem like she's not struggling with the dementia, but perhaps it's gotten worse? She is one in a million! We have much more in common than you think--love and loyalty to our families, our jobs as former teachers and similar political stances.
I am so happy to be your friend! You cannot have too many friends.
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