Friday, March 20, 2009

if I could

My Grandmother never learned how to drive. After my Grandfather passed away, she had to rely on her children and grandchildren to get places. As a working teenager, it was a little frustrating that when I did make time to see her, all she wanted me to do was drive her places, often long distances, to see people and do things. As an adult looking back, I now understand how little freedom she had and how important those visits were to her. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate my visit, me skipping activities with friends or using a vacation day to come see her; it was simply that my (or others) visit was a small window of opportunity to do something.

I was reminded of that today. A weekly volunteer who comes in to help at work was talking about another lady who would love to come work and do things, but has no way to come. It made me sad to hear that, and made me wish we had the freedom to leave work and go pick her up and take her home.

I like to think that if I could go back in time with the knowledge I have now, that I would schedule regular visits, like every other week, to see my Grandmother and take her places. And yet I think about how frantic my lifes is now, and how seldom it seems I have free time. Would it really be any different today?

2 comments:

Lydia said...

Totally off the subject of your post (I do that a lot)...what is the Dreamweaver book?

Tell Bobby thanks for watching the girls Sunday morning while Rich came back home to pick me and the boys up. We now have a new battery in the van:)

Monica said...

Dreamweaver is an Adobe software that creates web pages. I had an introductory class before I graduated from Wake Tech, but have never done anything else with it. When I had to upgrade all my Adobe Software in January, I was able to get a discount off the instruction books, so I'm hoping to both freshen up and learn the Dreamweaver software better. There's 11 chapters in the book, but each one comes with a lesson and exercises to do.

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