There are two people in my life that enter my thoughts each day. One is my Mother who passed away in 2002, I never stop missing her. The other person is my brother J.R., the only sibling of three, whom I love unconditionally. J.R. is entering the final stages of dementia and each time I think of the loss of his mind, sorrow enters my heart. J.R. took care of my Mother in Arizona until she passed away in a nursing home. J.R.’s female business partner stole everything my parents left J.R. She used his dementia against him every day. J.R. lived so far away from me, I did not realize what this woman was doing. I had to go to Arizona and rescue J.R. from his business partner and her two sons. I became J.R.’s caregiver for over two years until I had to place him in a nursing home here in Arkansas.
All I have left to remember my parents are several small nick knacks and some flowers I dug up from Mom and Dad’s yard. J.R.’s business partner has everything else that belonged to my parents. I did not have the time, energy, or money to bring this woman to justice. These Irises and Lilacs always remind me of my Mother. Mom was such a wise, strong, caring person that I confided in her often. J.R. and I were into mischief our entire lives. J.R. and I have enough humor for several people, we shared many good belly laughs over the years.
I have been trying to get Mom’s lilacs to grow for 9 years. Several times I thought they had decided to die. I think they liked the sandy soil of Arizona, better than the clay soil of Arkansas.
My Mother was a person who loved flowers and loved life. J.R. was a good son to our parents, he live next door and took care of them for years. No one deserves someone, who was supposed to be a friend, stealing every possession they have in their life.
I did not realize until this Spring just how many flowers and flowering trees and bushes my husband and I have on our 3 acre tract of land. J.R. was always walking in the yard smelling and touching flowers and trees. They cannot let J.R. go outside at the nursing home, he is a flight risk. The nurses have had to chase him down several times. He seems to be in better physical shape then those younger nurses. I know how often we had to search for him during the two years we cared for him in our home. I cannot blame anyone who wishes to run away from a nursing home.
These small wild violets bloom in a large area of my yard every year. These red flowering buds are from my Gala apple tree.
This Wisteria bush blooms in the front yard every year. You want to keep it away from trees. It is an invasive climbing vine that would engulf a tree and kill that tree. The bumblebees love this bush and I thought I would get stung before I managed to take these pictures.
I am sure there are those in your life, whom you have lost, that bring fond memories to your mind. If you have someone, who is ill or in a care facility, I am sure thinking of them saddens you. My Mother always told me life was rough and it takes a strong person to endure. You have to lean on family members, who live nearby, for support. I lean heavily on my husband and my daughter, who help me endure all the trials life throws my way. I think God each day for my husband, my daughter, and my precious granddaughter who makes me laugh and loves to pester Grandma.