My granddaughter Autumn is nine and a half months old. It is always a treat to visit Mercy, Will, and Autumn. I’m so blessed with the opportunity to visit them once a month so far. Autumn is growing fast and learning new things every day. During my visit from June 26 to July 3, 2018, I watched her eating peanut butter and jelly sandwich by herself. She is a good eater – eats everything given to her. She also started cruising. She took twenty steps on the second day of cruising.
Mercy, Autumn, and I went to a park and had a picnic lunch with Mercy’s friend who just had a six weeks old baby. Autumn had fun on the swing.
We also went to a small rose garden and Battle Ground Lake State Park. It was a fun-filled week for me.
This is the 4th day into the new year of 2018. It’s an open book. What memories do I want to fill into this book?
I do not know about tomorrow. I face each single day with my mind open to learn, my heart open to love and accept, and my hands open to give and receive.
With that mindset, I pray for growth as an individual, as husband and wife, as well as a family. I pray that my husband and I will grow deeper in loving and caring for each other, learn to be considerate and thoughtful parents and grandparents.
As for Mercy and Will, I pray that they grow in their love, respect and admiration to each other. Every day brings new learning and new joy as parents with their precious baby Autumn. Autumn is now 3 months and 1 week old. She found her fingers and loves to put them in her mouth. She is laughing, cooing, and grabbing objects with both hands. She would love to play board games as much as her parents and grandparents.
This new year will be a great growing time for all of us!
Recognized and encouraged to reach their favorite stage
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Note: I am the recipient of being discovered and nurtured my singing talent. I have been singing in public since my teenage years! I’m grateful for the choir leaders, my voice teachers, and groups invited me to be soloist.
Paula at Lost in Translation: “The week is almost over and so is the month, and this time the challenge theme is OVER.”
These photos were taken early this year when we went to visit Mercy and Will. The plane flew over California Mountains and went above the clouds to meet the blue sky. I love to see a bed of fluffy clouds and almost feel like some kids having a pillow fight with the cotton flying all over. Portland rains a lot, so when the plane approached Portland, we saw patchy clouds.
The flight from Ontario, California to Portland, Oregon is always pleasant and smooth. I look forward to many more trips to Portland when Mercy’s new baby is arriving in September this year.
Dad had a chance to come to U.S. visiting us two years before he passed away at the age of 86. My brother John and his wife Peggy accompanied him. John bought him a folding wheelchair to make it easier for transportation.
There were two things that Dad did consistently throughout his life. One was exercise. As early as I could remember, he got up in the morning, stretched for half an hour before he went to work. At age 84 when he came to U.S., he did the same. He got up while we were still in bed, and did his stretching for half an hour.
Another thing he did was reading newspapers. I started reading newspapers at fourth grade because my dad read newspapers. We traded sections of paper to read. I read all the sections in the newspapers, sometimes the news were horrible but I read them anyway.
As soon as my dad arrived at our home for his visit, he asked for Chinese Newspaper. Fortunately a Chinese community was twenty minutes’ drive away. I bought the current day plus some of a couple days old newspapers. That’s how the Chinese bookstore keeps them. Dad noticed the dates. I admired him for keeping up with current events at his age.
I would say that these two areas were some of Dad’s strengths and they definitely made a good impact in my life. I’m health conscious and keep up with my exercise. I also have become a life learner.
During Dad’s stay, we went to some local attraction such as Huntington Library. We also went on two bus tours. One took us to Grand Canyon, Arizona, and Las Vegas, Utah. Another one took us to San Francisco, Seven Miles in Monterey Bay, and Yosemite.
Dad had a great time. He expressed the interest to move to U.S. to stay with us had Mom passed away first because Mom had many major diseases. Upon his return to Hong Kong, Dad was so excited to talk to the neighbors about his visit.
Mom’s diabetes, heart problem, Alzheimer’s diseases were getting serious and required to be hospitalized. Dad went to the hospital twice a day to feed Mom with homemade meals. I wrote a post of how Dad took care of Mom. It went on for many months and took a toll on him. He had a stroke and had the right side of body paralyzed. He lost his speech, and only communicated in writing with his left hand. I went back to Hong Kong and visited him in the hospital. At that time, Mom was back to the retirement home. We made arrangement for Mom to be on wheelchair and visited Dad.
After eight months of struggling, Dad just wanted to go Home. His heart was failing. Before he passed away, my family and church friends were by his bedside, singing hymns, reading scriptures and praying. He then closed his eyes and followed the angel and went Home peacefully.
Dad, I love you very much. I’ll see you in a better place, someday very soon!
My dad loved my mom very much. In their mid-eighties, my mom had many health problems. She had cataract with both eyes, diabetes, arthritis, heart disease, and Alzheimer disease.
The time my mom needed to have cataract surgery, my dad took her to the doctor. Her eyes were so hurtful that she couldn’t comfortably open her eyes to walk to the bus station. My dad was holding her hand, guiding her step by step. When they were boarding the bus, my dad held my mom’s hands and walked backward to board the bus, at the same time, cleared the way for my mom to get in.
Eventually, she was hospitalized for her other major health issues. My mom didn’t like the hospital food. So my dad brought homemade food to the hospital and fed her twice a day. His tenderly love toward my mom was so touching to my heart.
In their generation, they didn’t verbalize “I love you!” What my dad did to show his love toward my mom was worthier than ten thousand words!