An Update On Daughter

Not a whole lot to update everybody on. We had made a place in the living room which Margaret had sectioned off with tote to give our daughter some sort of modicum of privacy and that was okay. I hesitated to suggest it, but Grandma Pike’s room would have the necessary space for it. While my wife had partially set things up for herself, she left the corner where Grandma used to sit and read, either her Bible or Louis L’Amour or do word search puzzles or just doze off, alone. Nobody wanted to see Grandma’s chair moved and Margaret set up the table that had been hers with her picture and a tea cup and a word search puzzle book. She left the Afghan over it the way it had been. We didn’t know, or at least I didn’t know, that when the girls had a bad dream (especially something involving Grandma) they would go in that room and sit in her chair for a while and feel better. When she was alive they (and my son, too) would always go in there and get a big hug from Grandma and compare and discuss their days as seemed appropriate. There are too many ways to list how they honored her and how much love was exchanged.

All of that was why I was reticent about suggesting it would be a good, slightly more private, sick room for daughter’s convalescence. But the solution was practical and sentimental at the same time, which I think is a good combination. Margaret (you may have guessed by now, if you have been reading here for any length of time) is the real brains behind this operation. She got out her measuring tape and planned the whole thing out. She did most of the moving she was capable of while I was at work and the bottom line is that we could get daughter into that room without having to change anything about “Grandma’s Corner.” It’s nice to have a teenage grandson who can help with a lot of stuff because we had to move a heavy sofa bed as well as a few other things. It’s all set up very comfortably or anyway as comfortable as we can make it.