Tuesday, November 01, 2005 to Saturday, October 31, 2015
The Marvels of Movement
Dancing is like dreaming with your feet! ~Constanze:
During my mom’s dementia journey, movement often inspired and connected us. Here is one of those magical moments, excerpted from my book, Love in the land of Dementia: Finding Hope in the Caregiver’s Journey. The story is set in my mom’s memory care unit.
Rochelle, the activity director, sticks in another tape and soon Stardust is playing. images
“Let’s dance,” she says, motioning everyone to stand.
Mom looks up and I offer her my hand.
Living in El Monte, California, She had been in an abusive relationship off and on for several years.
One day this man she was dating, decided he was gonna take a trip to go visit his parents in another town. As she waited for him pregnant and patiently, and in communication, realizing 1 week pased, then 2 weeks came around finally wondering why a month has already gone bye, and he wasnt home yet. As time passes she has found that while visiting his parents he was really visiting his fiance' and with in that time he got married to his fiance' and made her his wife.
Finally 8 months kater s ...continued...
To get these posts out every night is quite an ordeal. The cold saps battery power so quickly you can watch the meter tick away. Every piece of electronics needs to be warmed against the body to restore power, then used quickly. We generally collaborate on our posts then, just before dinner, we will hook up all the various devices and start the long process of uploading our posts. I have to admit it is a pain, but something we both look forward to every night in our tent.
I believe Mike is going to write about the noise we heard last night so I won't go into great detail, but I will tel ...continued...
Wednesday, January 01, 1969 to Monday, January 01, 1979
The Million Man March Commemorative Poem titled: "A Black Man" written by myself two years before the Million Man March.
"A BLACK MAN"
DO NOT LOOK INTO MY FACE AND SEE THE COLOR OF MY SKIN,
AND NOT SEE THE CONTENT OF MY CHARACTER.
DO NOT LOOK INTO MY HISTORY AND SEE THE THE DARKNESS OF MY PAST,
AND NOT SEE THE BRIGHTNESS OF MY FUTURE.
DO NOT LOOK AT THE LOSSES OF MY MISTAKES,
AND NOT SEE THE PROFITS OF MY ACHIEVEMENTS.
DO NOT LOOK AT THE DISTANCE I HAVE YET TO TRAV ...continued...
Monday, February 08, 1999 to Wednesday, December 11, 2013
This is my first chaptor about me. William Sawyers or Known to others as Mr.Bill
I'm a school custodian of 27 years and a children author for about 9 years now.
I'll be posting more info on this site soon.
Meanwhile feel free to explore my web sites, and pass along to others.
There are many interesting page's and short stories as well as poetry for the age's of five on up.
All my published books are helping out a local school in my area with a dollar a book, and my ...continued...
Sunday, January 01, 1939 to Wednesday, January 01, 1941
Another thing I used to do quite often was to get a can of beans, some crackers and hike out to Julien Dubuque's grave.
When there was a slow moving freight train going by, we would hop on and get off at Catfish Creek or town, depending which way we were going. I don't recall Mary ever doing this, but she could have.
At Catfish, there is a small cave where we would warm up our beans and with the crackers have our lunch. We would always go up the path alongside the cliff to the grave. Now they have it blocked off because it is so dangerous which is OK a ...continued...
Today was brutal. The cold was so intense you had to think long and hard before you took off your gloves to decide if what needed doing was worth a period of intense pain. By far our coldest day yet.
During the day I realized how many arctic visitors, like Scott's expedition, had met their fates. Don't get me wrong, Mike and I are in very capable hands and doing quite well, but today's intense cold, with the addition of a stiff breeze, made me understand how many of these explorers, who all embraced life, could simply give up and succumb to the cold. With no food or limited shel ...continued...
Friday, January 16, 2015 to Monday, January 26, 2015
Well you guys already know who i am but anyways, i'm gonna talk about me for awhile. This last summer before school, I had surgery on my chest because I was born with a dent in my chest. The doctors kept on telling me that there was nothing wrong with me but my mom and I kept going to the doctors. We finally told them that we would like to see a specialist. So we did see one and he said that my dent is severe. Severe would mean
My chest was pushing my heart and lungs to eachother and thats why my chest was always hurting. He also said I should do the surgery, at first i d ...continued...
Thursday, February 23, 2017 to Sunday, March 05, 2017
1.) I would like to become more culturally competent in every aspect of my life, not only including race but people who are different from me.
2.) I would like to learn/study more about the cultures and backgrounds of potential future clients. Then I would like to retake the cultural competence quiz and obtain a better score.
3.) I would like to be able to create plans that would include plans the exhibit cultural competence in my current and/or future profession.