These pics are about my journey with my mother's illness and death

I added this pic today (3/31) It's called Windows: In An Easterly Direction. This is actually a door in the breakfast nook.  There was once a window there. I don't know how to keep adding in this thread, so everything looks botched up, but maybe I will get it all figured out. 

 The first pic is called The Journey Begins

This is the second picture I took of the window above. You can see the forsythia is now blooming. 

I am not sure where my mother got this piece of stained glass. It looks pretty in the laundry room. 

This 4th picture is a poem in picture format. The bronze baby shoe, the shell, and the pinecone. 

No One

 Spent: A Seussian Rhapsody

Do you know how it feels to be spent?

So spent you can't even present?

So spent your very best intention

To smile gets barely a mention

From the Who Is That convention?

So spent you let loose pretention

As you struggle and struggle to pay attention?

So lost your Let Loose loses its fears

And bundles up Bundled apprehension

In sleepy old seeds that wave to and fro

In the tired old breeze. They shed no tears

In the light of the day, but day doesn't know

The ways of the night, and those spent old

Blossoms wave around with some fright

As they ponder the changes that unfold,

Changes for us, the young and the old.

Obit

Full Obit

Joyce Ann Lutz, 84, of Madisonville, KY passed away at Signature Healthcare in Hartford, KY at 5:35 PM on Friday March 5.  In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband of 50 years, Artie E. Lutz, Jr, her two sisters, and her beloved nephew, Sonny Robbins. She is survived by her five children, Stephen (Porscha) Lutz of Louisville, KY, Margaret (Robin) Brown of Madisonville, KY, Judy (Chris) Weston of Naples, FL, James (Laura) Lutz of Long Island, NY, and Jason (Faith) Lutz of Owensboro, KY. She is also survived by her seven grandchildren and her six great-grandchildren. 

Joyce was a Master Gardener whose yard was filled in all seasons with beautiful color. She was a member of the Ladies Auxiliary of the VFW for many years and enjoyed cooking great meals for the veterans and their families. She loved painting landscapes, writing haikus, and playing her guitar. She had a gift for memorizing song lyrics and long passages of poetry and prose. She loved seeing her grandchildren and great grandchildren who always made her smile. She also loved the holidays, particularly Christmas, and she would present her family and friends with a table full of holiday goodies.  

 

Nellie

 In a small room in a small Western KY town my dying mother sang part of this song to my husband and me this afternoon.  I have never heard her sing it, and of all the songs she knows, I do not know why this came to her. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Xe8VxCTV8w