Plain Jane 2 by Jane Coma

Author:Jane Coma [Coma, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781466950146
Publisher: Trafford Publishing
Published: 2012-08-01T00:00:00+00:00

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I grew up in not only a highly spiritual environment, but in one peppered with the supernatural. My grandparents were fond of saying that “you could walk in somebody’s footprints but never walk in their luck” or as we say their Kismet.

My daughter told me many times, “Oh mom as soon as people at the Albanian weddings talk to me they tell me how smart and beautiful you were.” Then she would giggle, smile, and say, “And mom you are still both.”

Those adolescent years did not include any self-discovery,

If I had known anything at all about, “shopping malls, boyfriends, proms, hops, 45’s, hot rods, drive-ins, rock’n’roll, or hair salons” actually existed I might have felt cursed. Cursed that I was not able to participate.

But if those things existed they had to belong to the devil and not our staid community. Any way what was a sock hop or a sleepover? I wore socks and someone was always sleeping over at our house.

By my twentieth birthday, three babies constantly clamored for attention, as did thirteen adults.

And still to this day at fifty I have never been on a date. I never knew that dates existed.

In our family, we only married and never dated or were ever found alone with a boy.

My decision making process is carefully weighed against a conservative morality which prevents me from intentionally doing anything wrong. For me to do anything wrong is always overshadowed by the feeling that my mom is watching or even my dead father. Those are some of the reasons my life stays simple and clean. This helps assure me that I will never disappoint my children or my eighty-year-old mother.

My five beautiful grandchildren will continue to have a grandmother with great moral values.

My mother used to say, “When you have children you live for them and your life belongs to your kids.” She was right. The old saying that at a certain age you begin looking like your parents rings true here. I may not look like her but I am following her example.

It has become apparent that like my sister we were both born to be caregivers.

One cannot work as a caregiver for the money alone. A person must have heart to do this job.

The elderly taught me so many things and I am forever grateful. It has been an easy thing to love these people. In my heart the thought was always there that if it was not for me needing an income someday I would do this free. My secret promise to myself is that after retiring I will volunteer to talk and spend time with the elderly. It was so sadly obvious to me that many of them felt neglected.

The seniors get depressed waiting for visits that never come and often start talking to us (their caregivers). They are quick to share stories of their children and their lives and health. Caregivers are always busy and over worked and usually understaffed.

Showers were always fraught with trepidation. Some seniors would actually physically fight with their caregivers not to shower.

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