Women should be celebrated, cherished, and honored. Not only on Mother’s Day, but every day.
A few weeks ago, my step mother-in-law had a knee replacement surgery. The day following her operation, the doctors discovered she had a dangerous bacterial infection, and was immediately given vigorous antibiotics.
Worse news, they told her to expect surgery the next day to extract that new replacement, and pack her knee cap with antibiotics and immovable cement! And she would need to continue antibiotics for at least 3 months. If all appeared okay, they would schedule knee replacement surgery, again.
After the cement-packing surgery, they transferred my MIL to a rehabilitation facility, closer to home, where she was during her August birthday.
We put on our thinking caps and came up with a “We Love You G.G.” surprise party! The rehab recreation coordinator gave us permission to decorate one of their sun rooms, so we could party in style. The red dress-up hats and beads were a huge hit with the guys!
Celebrating my mother-in-law’s birthday was a bit bittersweet, because it came on the heels of my own mother’s passing after her long battle with Parkinson’s and Alzheimer’s. But amidst the party planning that same week, I began creating a memory picture for my father, which also helped me through my grief.
My mother’s high school photo, in black and white, was tucked in a collage. I copied, (shhh, don’t tell anyone), enlarged and tinted the picture, printed it, and chose a frame. I gathered matching tonal fabrics and jewelry, laying out a pattern as I worked. After countless hours of hand stitching, beading and painting, it was finished.
I carefully wrapped it in tissue paper for our trip to Georgia over Labor Day weekend. My father, a man of few words, talked nonstop about how much he would cherish the picture.
Emotional ups and downs of everyday life. To be expected. But then I heard a news story that stunned me to believe we’ve reached a new low, one that drives straight down into the earth’s center, to the red hot core. Or maybe that’s only my anger?
A senior lady, in the locker room of a well-known gym, was publically violated by a Snapchat-er, who thought it would be amusing to publish the elder’s nude photo. The Daily Dot tells the story, including an update about the victim, here.
Does the social media devotee have elder family members? Is she uncomfortable with her own appearance? Many questions, few answers and more discussion is sure to come from this incident.
This is the world in which we now live: but karma still rolls like thunder, maybe just not with lightning speed. But it is inevitable.
My two cents? Women deserve to be honored.
What say you?