IDENTIFICATION

The problem that was bothering me was cleared up and identified at the doctor.  I have some pills to help me sleep if I need them as once again I am waking up too early and not sleeping so well with dad's coughing.  So last night I had a choice of another bed or a pill. 

Dad has agreed to go to the walk in clinic today and then we go to see the Cancer specialists about his P.S. A. number going up

Tavia will drop by on Friday instead of Wed. and we hope dad's cough will be much better. If not he will just have to rest in his room while Tavia I have a visit.

Wed. is freed up to spend time with Sandra.  Soon she will be going away again and we miss her visits..

If I look back over my life I identify my experiences as stories.  This stories do not always carry accurate details but they are what I remember and how that memory has effected me.

Dad and I met at the skating rink when I was about 16 and he was 19 and he knocked me down.  He helped me up and took me to the bench.  Afterwards he drove me and my friend home.  He asked for my phone number and our first date was driving around seeing Christmas lights.  My parents liked him as he was and is very likable.  We went together for three years and then got married in Regina.  The last year we lived in separate places and saw each other infrequently.  I went to my grade 12 prom with a boy I hardly knew at a school I had only been there for six months.  I did get asked out but always refused.  Dad was taking his air-traffic control class in Winnipeg and he changed from the boy I knew into more of a party goer.

He probably would have anyway.  We both wanted a family and where very happy when our four children ages 1 to 5 came along.  I was a busy mom and dad had a stressful job.  There were many good times but also difficulties.  My faith help keep me secure and stable. We had a difficult start with me not being able to start my job I had obtained as I had a tubule pregnancy.  Dad's worry for me hurt his concentration at work so it look like he may not pass his course.  A lot of adjustments for a young couple far away from home with  no family no friends, although dad made friends at work.

There is a story about three ministers, a Catholic, a Baptist, and a Methodist.  They got into the boat and headed out to the middle of the lake.
The Catholic realized he had forgot his hat so walked back to shore to get it.
The Methodist said I forgot our lunch so walked back to shore on top of the water just as the Catholic had done.
The Methodist realized he need to get something back on shore but he stepped out of the boat and sank.
The Baptist turned to the Catholic and said do you  you think it is time to tell him where the stepping stone are?

Humor is important in every part of our lives and in religion especially.  I always think I have had a good visit with people when we laugh together!  Dad is a good story teller that can makes us laugh although some times they appear exaggerated.