Friday, October 24, 2014
1, Have an alarm system installed. We never had one. My husband didn't feel it was necessary. It was one of the first things I did after he died. It made me feel much more secure and is worth the monthly fee.
2. Get a Life Alert button or similar system so that if you fall, you can push the little button and someone will respond immediately. (You do have to wear the button, which my children remind me I often neglect to do.) Some systems work only in your house and the immediate vicinity; I believe others can be taken with you when you are away as well. Again, you'll feel much more secure. Check on Amazon for information.
Take care, Thelma
Posted by thelmaz at 3:43 PM
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Friday, October 17, 2014
That's the last of my 11 tips, but know what? I think I have a few more, so in the next week or weeks I'll add an addendum. Take care.
Posted by thelmaz at 7:41 AM
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
On the last Valentine he gave me was a quote from First Corinthians:
Love bears all things,
Believes all things,
Hopes all things,
Endures all things.
Love never fails.
Posted by thelmaz at 11:57 AM
Monday, October 13, 2014
This book alternates between two people with "five days left." One is dealing with Huntington's chorea, the other with giving up a foster child he's come to love. Those two don't seem to balance each other out. This is a first novel and reads like one. We get to know the characters but don't really feel for them, at least I didn't. B+
I read a lot this month, didn't I? Not sure how I managed to fit all these books in, but two were short.
Posted by thelmaz at 5:14 AM
Thursday, October 9, 2014
Legacy letters used to be called ethical wills. I'm glad people have begun to refer to them as legacy letters. The term "ethical will" sounds off-putting to me.
What is a legacy letter? It's not a legal document. Unlike your legal will, which bequeaths your tangible property to your heirs, an ethical will is a personal document that leaves your wisdom, your values, your hopes for the future. It's a way, not only to leave a legacy but also to leave future generations a glimpse of you. We all want to be remembered, but it's almost scary how quickly we vanish from memory. When I took the ethical will course, we were asked how many of us could name our great grandparents. Only one person could name them all and that was because she was interested in learning her family history. Most, including me, couldn't name more than one. In just a couple of generations we have faded from memory.
Ethical wills have been around for thousands of years. The first ethical will, an oral one, is credited to the patriarch Jacob who, on his deathbed, gave his sons blessings... or curses (Don't emulate Jacob if you write an ethical will).
What I've written so far sounds like a legacy letter is something you leave after you've passed away. But people have written legacy letters to newborns, to family members celebrating a milestone, to friends. One woman told me she'd like to write to her unborn grandchild. Lovely.
There's no rule about who, when, or why you write a legacy letter. The only suggestion is that you open your heart.
Take care, and come back next week for Tip#11.
Posted by thelmaz at 12:25 PM
Tuesday, October 7, 2014
On Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement there is a memorial service to remember all our loved ones. This poem is my favorite part of the service:
IN THE RISING of the sun, and in its going down, we remember them.
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter, we remember them.
In the opening of buds and in the rebirth of spring, we remember them.
In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer, we remember them.
In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn, we remember them.
In the beginning of the year and when it ends, we remember them.
When we are weary and in need of strength, we remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart, we remember them.
When we have joys we yearn to share, we remember them.
So long as they live, we, too, shall live, for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.
Posted by thelmaz at 5:09 AM