Support
What does support really look like? Seems like this is a question that defies real definition. But, as usual,I shall try anyhow. It is so clear that every individual person, every individual person at an age, every culture, and every family defines support differently. A common thread that goes through the concept is that it is almost NEVER TALKED ABOUT. As individuals we just say "Thank You" and remember as time goes on the things our folks, friends, family or even strangers, have done to be supportive. Maybe I can even define support with a little trepidation.... I was so surprised to see what I got when I Googled....I found so many different types of definitions that I decided that examples from MY LIFE would best tell my story and maybe yours is similar. As I got into this I just knew I would miss someone, I would miss some important things, and I have missed many, but I will take that risk.
•give moral or psychological support, aid, or courage to;
When I read this definition, I think of so many of you. I think of
my daughter who insists I can do things I used to do,and brings little goodies almost daily,
my sister who seems to always be lurking in the background and knows things i need before I do, I think of
my friend Jane who sticks with me no matter how bad my manners are, she has done so many things that I could never list them... one specific that I want to mention..... one little orchid she brought me when I was so afraid, hurting and had lost my way brought hope to me,then there is
Maggi who gives me so many atta girls through her answers to my email stuff and smiles and shares her life,i miss her..... there is my cousin,
Gail, newly rediscovered, who just stops by and chats-I will never forget a few moments she stopped by when I was in Rex Rehab, i miss her
Derma's calls ever so often,
Nancy who shared her family with me in a far off place,
Nancy B's response to my blog and emails-she thinks through and shares, i miss her...
Sterling makes sure I dont stumble and fall,
Suze who makes me feel like she wants to include me in her life, little phone talks
Justin who daily does little chores i used to have to do, he will never know how much i appreciate...
my friends from college and from high school who still stay in touch,
Pat who biked down and spent some very special time with me in the Enclave....
old friends whose phone call every week or so makes my heart shiver.
Phala, there are not words to talk about the many hours she helped me....I could never every thank her enough....
Jeff who is sensitive to old bones and muscles and provides that extra tote in from the car...
Harry who keeps me up to date about church and is always ready to escort me.
•the activity of providing for or maintaining by supplying with money or necessities;people around me who take the time to get a sense of what I need money wise or necessities.. mostly in the way of necessities. Everyone is different, but it is for me, it is the giving of little gifts of food like the goodies my daughter brings over, or
Jim and Mary who send the little in the mail food gifts on occassions,
Maggi shared with me some paints she won, that was so wonderful. So far, thank goodness, no money is required. But I know the few dollars I used to give
Rose in Sanford were so appreciated but her home cooked meals were more appreciated by me
At that time, the hundred dollar bill was nothing to me, but for her was a fortune. I may be there someday. My
Aunt Frances who knew I needed and provided from my birth until she died.
My daughter in opening her home to me
•aiding the cause or policy or interests of; "they developed a scheme of mutual support"
So many of you support my efforts at my art.
JoAnn, Maggi, people at Sertoma, Bob Burridge, and other peers tell me to keep going as we paint together. Then there is JoAnn's words, Go Get Um'
•back: be behind; approve of;
I shall never forget people who gave me this support in my life.
My grandparents in their consistent belief in me through college, they told me and they told others. There was
Phil who got me started in consultation,
Rosemary who knew I would be a good surveryor, there is
Alice who was my boss and my mentor always,
Bob who gave me such support by a job even i didn't know i could do,
Alice who believed in me for over thirty years....
Andrea who trusted me enough to come to work at Barnes,
Wally and Cheryl who stood behind me as my assistants,
Ms P who never made a comment but so aptly knew where every paper was and was most supportive of me every day, my staff at Moore, Barnes, Arabia,
I am in real trouble here because I cant stop ..... but a special place goes to
Janice who did everything she could to make OiS successful.
My sister in all our talks and trips, but especially riding with me in the trip after trip to pick up Sterling or return him, taking me on a weekend to hear Willy, and on and on and on..to and from hospitals, shopping....
Support through the years. Seems so sad that we cant pay everyone back or that we do not remember all until our memory is jogged....the warm and wonderful deeds we get done for us. Thanks to all of you.......
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