A magnificent dove flew into the dining room window last week and before I buried it I honored the angel by photographing it. It's mate hasn't been seen since the gorgeous bird died. I mourn the loss of the dove and the musical notes of cooing. I know that there are those who aren't fond of birds, but they've always been soothing to me. In high school during a difficult time a parakeet, JoJo, was my pal followed by JoJo2, a cockatiel. These two birds were the first ones that were allowed indoors. Previous to that the 40+ pigeons that lived in coops in the backyard were companions during years of physical pain. These days two 11-year-old furkids provide comfort. From birds to dogs to cats I have been blessed to have them at my side.
Last Tuesday, after a biopsy the week before, a surgeon gave my brother and I his recommendation. Mom needed a mastectomy rather than a lumpectomy. Shocked though we were we decided that the surgeon who had presented mom's case to other surgeons and a radiologist had given us the right decision. Wednesday, April 27th, was a very long day as Stacy and I waited during the surgery, that went well, and the extremely long wait for a room in the hospital. It seems that they couldn't figure out where to put a woman with Alzheimer's who had undergone a radical mastectomy. After four long hours the news came that on the 4th floor there was a nurse's assistant who could stay with mom.
All the adversity I've had in my life, all my troubles have strengthened me...You may not realize it when it happens, but a kick in the teeth may be the best thing in the world for you. Walt Disney 1901-1966