Tag: Service

Kindness and Service

Years ago, when I helped with my mother’s care, I was always alert to what might be on the floor, to guard against falls. She used a walker, and was trained by therapists and so careful. After her passing, I would continue to pick up a piece of paper in a store or parking lot, thinking of her. I would tell this story to others who observed.

We watch for opportunities to take someone’s cart from the parking lot to the store, if that seems appropriate and helpful. Karl and I shop together.

Now it is best to allow myself to be helped, and I am so grateful for the kindness and service at the stores and restaurants where we go.

We drive home on all the roads we know so well. Some might look a little bleak now. Karl wonders about new construction and keeps an eye on things. Being comfortable in a new place took time for me, and while I know sometimes over decades I needed to change, this time I am grateful I was able to stay. And feel at home. So I know I see some things differently now, than a new person might see.

It can take time for some in our lives to accept changes, as we age and/or health needs change. When the caregiver needs to retire in the sense of physical work, but always cares. I stay close to home now.

Yesterday in a parking lot, I saw a garbage can tipped over. And I knew their staff would take care of it right away. Time for me to go home. Rest, complete a post with one of Karl’s photos.

Image: wpclipart

Ellen Grace Olinger

winter kitchen

winter kitchen
the fragrance
of blueberry coffeecake
bought yesterday

I have been watching PBS Food Shows. This week I watched Lidia Celebrates America: The Return of the Artisans. They spoke of the time and dedication it takes to learn, and the five senses were mentioned – as we also think about when creating poems. There is a lot of work that takes place before an art feels more intuitive. I like seeing so many artisans and art forms honored.

We also have enjoyed a few meals at Casa Imelda, a new restaurant in Cedar Grove, Wisconsin. Wonderful food and service.

We have so much in common, and so much to learn.

Many memories – and everyday life. Christmas today in a simple way.

Blessings,

Ellen Grace Olinger

star-quiet

star-quiet
Christmas memories
and timeless thoughts

I think of a collage of words and photos from different posts, or perhaps reflections to develop more.  Much begins here.  

Examples are:

all the year has held still holds

a hard year a good year

years go by
and some things
have not changed
rather have grown
stronger

Years and years ago, when I was a graduate student in education, I had courses in research.  I surely feel I reached my limits with math and science, though as I spent lots of time in study, I gradually grew in these areas.  My gift was being able to integrate material from a wide variety of sources.  Illness changed the course of my life, yet also blessed me in the long run.  My parents grew up in an economic depression, and they did not expect life to be easy.  My mother’s parents had both died before I was born.  I think I am like her mother, my grandmother Grace.  My mother said things like, “God works in mysterious ways.”  Dad said to me once, “Everything will be OK in the end.”  They modeled service.

I have stayed in touch with former professors, friends, and colleagues.  They supported me in times of loss.  Believed I could achieve.  And when one chapter ended, encouragement for the next.  More gratitude.

Some of my major lessons were that being flexible and able to adjust to change are important for happiness.  I learn slowly, hopefully well, over time.  “Deeper Places.”

Many ways to create, grow, make a contribution.  I could not have imagined blogs back then!

For health reasons, I did not drive for most of the summer.  I waited to feel stronger again.  Karl drove us to many parks, and I am enjoying sharing some of his photos again.  My mother did not drive, and she used the bus system in Milwaukee for work.  After my father died, she knew how to navigate for volunteer work.  She taught English at a church to people new to our country.  How she loved this work.

Greenwing Drive retention ponds
Sheboygan, Wisconsin
July 17, 2018

With a grateful heart,

Ellen Grace Olinger