Other Stuff

So before Mer moves out and on I'd like to share a few other memories from that time in our lives.

During Mer's stay, we were in need of a ramp to get her up to our front door. There were three large steps into the house, not an easy task with a walker and a leg that did not bend. Also, not real possible to roll the wheelchair backwards and up, especially with hands and arms that spasms controlled. I searched out a number for a gentleman who did this kinda thing for the government housing program. He told me "Ma'am I usually charge a small fee." To which I respond with, "We just don't have a dime to spare." But without a blink of his eye he said, "Sounds like this circumstance calls for a gift." Thank you Dear God and to the kindness of this earthly angel, we got a great ramp and Mer had access to the house without any help.

Now Mer wanted to learn to go out on her own with little, if any help, if at all possible. Her kids were also on there way so, she needed to learn how to keep them in tow. I made a deal with her. I'd drop her off at Fred Meyer's with my three kiddos, let them do some shopping and pick them up in about an hour. My kids love their Auntie Mer and yelled "YEAH! FIELD TRIP!"

This of course was way before cell phones came into play. Things went very well. I picked them up an hour later at the drive thru, in front of Freddie's. There they were, smiling like they'd swallowed the canary, shopping bags in hand. Auntie Mer, being the most giving woman I know, had bought each child a thank you toy.

I think my kids were so very proud of themselves. They learned so much more about dealing with a different-abled person and how others respond to them, than a book or anyone could ever teach them.

And when God had me wander from my Father's household, I said to her, "This is how you can show your love to me: Everywhere we go, say of me, "He is my brother."
Genesis 20:13

Love you Mer