Saturday, May 23, 2009

I Just Want to Celebrate . . . Another Day of Living. . .

Today my family gave me a birthday party. My birthday was Thursday, the 21st, so I feel like I've been celebrating for a few days now! It was a wonderful party and I made this photo of everyone who was here for me to keep and remember. (You can click on the photo to get a closer "Mug Shot" of everyone!) I love each and every one in this photo very much and they mean to much to me. There were a few missing that I love and mean so much to me, also, but they were just not able to come. Some were working, some sick, some with just other plans and could not make it or live too far away to travel.

Two very "strange" things happened today. First of all, right as the party was just about over and I could tell people were ready to go home, my brother got a call that my mother was being taken back to the hospital from the nursing facility. So my brother went on to the hospital immediately after his call and I stayed at home to tell everyone bye and thank you and then I went to the hospital. As it turns out, my mother was stabilized very quickly and is ok and in a room. We stayed with her almost until visiting hours were over and will go back tomorrow to hopefully talk to the doctor and see what is going on with her. Secondly, as I was getting out of my car in the garage (my husband leaves a radio on all the time now in the garage), the song that was playing over the radio was "I Just Want to Celebrate. . . Another Day of Living". That's just the way I felt and just what my mother and I had talked about right before I left. I told her that I thought it would be good for her (instead of worrying so much about what is going to happen tomorrow or anytime in the future), to just try to find something in everyday than she can be happy about. My brother told her, "let's just take it one day at a time". That's all we can do.

I had plenty I could celebrate and be happy about today. I had people around me that I love so much and then was thankful my mother was ok when I arrived at the hospital. Tomorow will take care of itself.

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