Life at No.22, Snapshots of Tauranga

Snapshots of Tauranga #39

Suzanne

Five words that stuck in my mind this week, not the most important, just ones that have rattled themselves into my conscious mind.

They are “Actions speak louder than words”.  

Are your most vivid childhood memories via experiences or words?

I remember what happened far more than I remember what people said. I’m sure that’s true for most of us. You probably don’t remember being told to slow down as a child while running wildly about the place, though I’ll bet you remember the first time you fell over dramatically and scraped your knee. Not that a scraped knee ever stopped me.

It’s the small things, sometimes even the minuscule, and definitely not so much the enormous gestures, that matter as life moves on.  

Even with days of horrid wind, the kowhai tree shines brightly, and the tui’s are abundant, which in turn brightens my day.
Memorise that smile 
Memorise that spring chorus 
Memorise this moment in time💙
Enjoying the gardens a few weeks ago at Waipuna Hospice. He’s now using a walker to steady himself.

Presently, I am finding the going tough some days, though I do pull up my big girl pants and get on with life.

On other days, I ponder the lack of action from others, where the words “I love you” are spoken instead. It’s disheartening to see some family members avoid facing reality and think there’s plenty of time to waste. A sentiment that Les and I are seeing more of as time passes.  

Bon Appétit — not the typical French cuisine, though we cherish our vivid imagination and memories — at Waipuna Hospice respite care last week. We can’t say enough good things about the people who make Hospice what it is.

Am I angry at their lack of action? No, I’m not. More sad for them and for the missed experiences we all could’ve enjoyed together. Those shared experiences are what make life meaningful, and it’s a shame when they’re missed.  

Basically, if you know someone in the end stages of life, don’t become wrapped up in your own grief without thinking of those closest to the situation who are dealing with much more than you will ever know or experience until it’s your time to be in that situation.  

As I mentioned at the beginning, small gestures can have more impact. Well, here is something small and far less complicated to dwell on.

A local historical library stands proud at The Elms/Te Papa, a few blocks from us. Built in 1838/9 and the oldest free-standing library in New Zealand. 

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27 thoughts on “Snapshots of Tauranga #39”

    1. Jim, it was one of those weeks, and venting is sometimes needed. I was hesitant to post this one, though, as I like to keep it positive on here as much as possible. Thanks for your kind thoughts.

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  2. Is that a recent photo of Les, Suzanne? It’s such a lovely warm smile, and a memory to cherish. Everyone reacts differently, and I don’t think you have any choice other than to face reality, because you love him and can’t let him down. Every second is precious, but it must be so hard xx

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    1. Jo, the photo was taken a few weeks ago, he’s lost a bit of weight. Yes, he’s a gentle man whom I’m very proud of for how he’s handled everything that’s happened to him health-wise over the past few years.

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    1. Having written that yesterday we have visitors today. Which is wonderful. Most family and friends have been wonderful and so caring. I was having a moment. As I do🙄 The libraries are wonderful to see in person. Thanks, Anabel.

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  7. The tui is such a beautiful bird – wow! But I’m sorry you’re struggling and missing the support of others who might have helped more. It’s good though that you’re still capturing some good memories with Lee. Thinking of you!

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    1. Thanks, Sarah. I was having a moment and to cheer things along we have our great nephew visiting with his Mum which is always fun. After chatting with others in a similar situation, everyone feels alone at some stage until the time comes. Then, everyone is there when it counts. If that makes sense.

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  8. I think some people just don’t know what to say… or they don’t want to “bother” you… or they (insert excuse here). I’m happy to read that you have visitors today. Blessings to those who show up.

    Your photo of the tui bird on the kowhai tree is exquisite. I really, really need to get to NZ one of these days.

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  9. I know everyone has a different comfort level for dealing with end-of-life times and situations. The Golden Rule sits well with me. Treat the people you love how you would want to be treated. I’m glad you did have visitors.

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  10. We never expect it to happen, even though we know it will. Sometimes it’s easier not to think about it. I hope your family and friends realise that time is short.
    I hope you’re bearing up, Suzanne. I feel for you. xx

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    1. Sue, I think with people dying of cancer and their carers it is a relief in the end as the journey can be arduous. Today the sun is shining and I’ve got a small garden to keep me distracted amongst other things and people xx

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