Saturday, January 30, 2010

Day 14 Williams/Bradfort Family Support Therapy

Today they sat at the big meeting table, were Emelie had sat supplies such as a spa sound machine, and six bottles of spa therapy lotions, and a foot soak with soaking salts and bombs, and six bags full of detox patches for there feet. She quickly put all this away in a large closet on the other end of the room for another meeting. They all switched projects today, Dad, Grandpa Alan, and Bella, all started decorating candles and affirmation pails, while Mom, Emelie, and Aiden, all took to burning a scene to a slab of wood. They listened to the sounds of Pinks "So What"Bella's music. Grandpa Alan joking around again, This is how we always know he's having one of his good days. So it's very nice for us all. He says, "well I never did think I'd turn out to be such a sissy making womanly like decorations! HA! HA! We all laughed with him, knowing he was just teasing mostly. Grandpa Alan always prided himself in a few things, being the child of farming immigrants from Finland, having served his country in the army, and his all around knowledge of the best ways to run, teach, and discipline a family properly. Yes this did include teaching and disciplining ones wife as well. Which really explained why for the last maybe 45 years of there marriage, before cancer and other complications took the best of her, Grandma and Grandpa Williams had lived together as a divorced couple. She still kept his name, yet it was clear that they only stayed together for appearances and for the lesson to there children and grandchildren that marriage did indeed still mean something to them. We hardly ever saw them argue either growing up, us grandkids anyway, they must have fought out all the real passionate fights when we were younger, or they just finally decided to get along, and that's that. Emelie thought,"I don't know about all the other grand kids, but there relationship with each other did teach me something, a few things actually. Don't ever marry a person unless you know you can get along with them first! Also, don't stay with them just for the children's sake, it's not fair to you or the other person. Yet, I think my parents marriage taught me even more still, you see ever since I can remember the fights have been there, only now there less frequent, and under the surface, yet they can boil to the surface at any given moment. Fights about spending too much money, and they'll never get ahead! Fights about all the men Mom had cheated on Dad with even a few of his close friends, I should ex-friends. Fights about there past when us kids were just babies, and I guess they were the couple who had all the good parties in the neighborhood, with you know all the best contacts for some good pot or maybe even a little cocaine. They were both so lucky that they stopped living that way over 20 years ago, since most of there "friends" from those days are either in prison, dead from an overdose, divorced, or just wish they were dead. They are also lucky that those early years didn't effect there 3 small children that much. Or did they? I mean take myself the little runaway, o.k. so I was in my 20's still I ran off with two guys I barely knew to California, to live the exciting homeless life. It was a nightmare for over three years! They barely seemed to try to even talk to me back home, I guess that was the hardest part to take just one big slap in the face after another. It was as if they just gave up all hope for me at all. Then I met another guy, this one allot older than me older than my Dad. But he still worked and with are jobs combined we had hotel rooms, instead of sleeping out in the streets. He started getting crazy on me though, hitting me, and taking all my pay check money from me and hiding it somewhere. So I left him, to go live with my little brother Aiden and his wife Winnie for a while, but I was such a third wheel there. So, I came back home which only seems right now. With Dad and Grandpa both needing help, Mom working, she can't do it all, so I help with housework and filling oxygen tanks, some light cooking. Stuff like that, and I sometimes go to Doctors appointments. Mom seems to balance work and home allot better than I do. I don't want to be working as a nurses aide all day, and then come home and do the exact same thing. So, I leave allot of the more nursing stuff to Mom, so I feel like I'm at home when I'm at home, and at work when I'm at work, I guess I just need that separation there more than she does, I don't know. She may need it too, you see are Ms. Janie has always adored the thought of playing the marter so it's just so hard to tell really. Then there's Aiden who puts it all so neatly tucked away in the past, like putting away an old high school letterman's jacket in his closet. He knows he'll probably never were it much, yet it's good to have hanging around to show someone sometime, hey, this was a part of me, back when . I believe this is what are parents are like for him. Something to ground and root him in place so he won't get too out of control, because believe me he has had his wild child days too. But we don't need to get into all that. He has clearly moved on and grown allot, so has Winnie too. They really have quite a bit in common. Bella, however seems to have everything all figured out, her head squarely on her shoulders, and doesn't need much help from anyone. Yet she does love her family in her own way. She also seems to act a little to much of a person up on her high horse around us sometimes. She's had all the college education, and now has a nice desk job with the company that helped send her to college. She's really done very good for herself, her and Aiden both. Yet Emelie seems a bit left out in this aspect, she really has nobody to blame but herself. She just wants a quiet simple life, very low stress. Not to many worries. Caring for the elderly, is just like being the grandchild that's too scared to leave home on there own sometimes, but it's the sacrifice she's more than willing to make, to keep some sense of peace and quiet in her own personal space at home. That's what matters most to her peace of mind, low stress. It just seems to work here for her, so why even think of leaving. They now have finished there projects and are cleaning up the meeting room. While listening to Guns-N-Roses "November Rain" one of Thoma's music Cd's. End Day 14

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