
We were on our way to I LOVE SUSHI at Lake Union in Seattle, when I saw this flower. I love flowers. They have very short lifespans. It reminds me of my grandmother. She's lived 96 years. It's an amazing number. Unfortunately the quality of life isn't that great. Especially these last few years, mainly sitting in someone's home and trying to read with half the time remember what is going on and the other half not. It makes me think a lot of how I would like to live and die.
Basically I would like to live an active life, and enjoy everything. Then go quickly and peacefully into death. I'd rather not spend years and years in a nursing home, or adult family home slowly losing the ability to take care of myself. I am not so concerned about losing my consciousness to what is happening around me. I believe it's simply something which helps detach from our bodies.
I wonder if having people around us who really want us to keep living, if this would cause us to live longer. It seems to me it would be the case. I've had three of my grandparents die so far. The first was very fast. It was my father's dad. He was married to the grandmother that is still alive. He went into the hospital for something, and ended up dying. It was very unexpected.
The mother's parents deaths were very different. They were Christian Scientist and didn't believe in medicines and surgery and all that. My grandmother was bedridden for a year and a half before she died. I remember a week before she died it was Christmas. She wanted me to write a poem down for her. She could no longer move or talk very well, or eat. Yet her mind was as clear as day. It was so sad to me that she had the wonderful mind yet couldn't do anything. It was also moving to know she had composed a simple poem in her head. She had me write it down to include with a gift of jewelry to her daughter, my mom. After my grandmother passed away, we found out it was luekemia. My grandfather remarried 6 months later. He lived another 6 years. I was a senior in college. Spring quarter, I ended up going back to visit my family to see my grandfather because he was doing so poorly we didn't know if he be alive by the time I was out of school. At the moment, when I went to visit him in the hospital it was very hard, he was curled up in bed and moaning. It was a hard one. I had always seen him as being a strong character, and very ... i can't think of the word... very dignified. He was about 6'6" .. that too may have something to do with it. Luckily the last time I visited in the summer, after graduation, he was wake and talking a bit the sun was shining, and birds outside his window. I don't remember his face so much then, or anything we said, simply grateful he wasn't in any pain anymore.
I'm thinking of all this because my grandmother is getting worse and worse. My dad has came out to visit with his sister and see his mom everyday for about five days. She is doing poorly. It's hard for us, and hopefully not so hard for her because of her memory. That is what I can hope. I just hope it happens more quickly for those around us to die. It seems a hard way to go, of not really being able to walk for so many years, at least 6 years with a walker. Then everything else that has happened in the last few years.. I hope there is a better way to go for us all.
On a lighter note, we had a chance to do a lot of things while my dad was here. Sailing a little boat on Lake Union. There is a boat rental right next to I LOVE SUSHI. I've always looked at it, thinking it would be fun, yet never trying before. My dad use to own a boat and live at Lake Union. It seems so fitting we got a chance to go! We arrived Monday around noon to rent a boat. They didn't have any then, because of a summer camp. We watched the kids for a while get in the boats and sail off, also the kayaks. We had lunch, and went to the Seattle Science Center for a bit, then back to the boat rentals. My oldest son had a great time! He had the biggest smile on his face. My youngest was disappointed we wouldn't be going out on kayaks until the next day. (Actually we weren't going to, yet he really, really wanted to..) We figure out a way to get to kayak with my dad and still have time to get to the airport for his flight. We just made it too! I personally love the kayaking more than the sailing, unless it's a big sailing boat where you can walk around, eat, sleep, etc. This one was very tiny, you know the kind you can use to get to shore when you have a big boat. Amazing that boats can be as much as a house! I don't like the tipping of the boat so much either.. Kayak it great. I like being closer to the water, and paddling was fun. My youngest had the best time! He didn't want to leave, and wanted to go again today or tomorrow. Um.. I am more uncertain about going by myself with two kids. Yet we'll see.. you never know.

I'll end with a picture my oldest took, of my youngest at Lake Union between the boat rental and I LOVE SUSHI. They both had cameras, and were taking pictures of each other. This just happened to be on my camera.