Rainy day, time to jump in puddles


There are times when I enjoy a rainy day.  Today, here in Massachusetts, it’s one of those days.

Rainy day’s remind me of when Lauren was in the hospital.  When it was raining she told a friend of ours Norm, that all she wants to do is jump in puddles again.  He talked with her for quite a while to boost her spirits and then told her when she gets out of the hospital they would jump in puddles together.

The day we were released from  the hospital, when we pulled into our driveway, there was a huge balloon saying “welcome home Lauren” and also they were tied to a pair of yellow rain boots.

I thought it was the most thoughtful gift.  Norm remembered the conversation and went out of his way to do this.

When we had a welcome home party for Lauren, now this was a big party.  We had it at a hall,( they donated it to us), I can say there must have been over 300 people who showed up.  When people enter, we brought the yellow rain boots and put them in the entry.  Those yellow boots mean a lot to Lauren.  They are now a reminder of how many people love her and of this special man who gave her encouragement through her journey.

So Norm, Lauren has her boots on today……..

Enjoy the day and when it rains, go outside and jump in puddles because you can.


The weekend is here !!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Time to relax, with a big cold one.

About 3 months ago the weekend really didn’t mean that much to me.  You see, I stay at home taking care of my daughter.  Even though she is 25 years old, I am listed as her caretaker.  Lauren has a form of MD, so she still isn’t as strong as she used to be before her heart transplant. As a caregiver for Lauren, the weekends don’t mean anything to me.  That part of my life is the same no matter what day it is.

But, now this is a big but, the weekends do mean, take some time for myself.  Couple of months ago, my husband blatantly told me I am entitled to enjoy the weekends.  He has been telling me this for a while, but I finally listened to him.  In that content, to me it means….no laundry, no yard work, no mopping the floors, no ironing, anything that I can get done during the week when he is at work, so on the weekend we can relax together.  It was hard at the beginning, but I put a schedule together on certain days, all the choir are to be done.

I can honestly say, I am not the type of person who knows how to relax.  I always have to be doing something.  I always felt guilty if I was just chilling out.  I had to learn, I’m entitled to relax just like everyone else.

So, I learned how to do this. Now I can sit by the pool with my husband, or watch a movie on a lazy Saturday.

With that being said

Enjoy your WEEKEND