I was brought up in the deep south where above anything else, you were to respect your elders and put them on a pedestal. That has been instilled in me from my very first breath. As many of you know, I have cut many wooden crosses on my scroll saw. I have a very frail, very old lady who is my neighbor. She saw one of my crosses and because she liked it so much, I gave her one. Well, that is where it started. She asked if I would make her son one. So, I did. She then asked if I’d make her daughter one. So, I did. She gave me some banana bread (which I do not like). I took it to work and let my co-workers have it. She then came back and said that the son of one of her friends had committed suicide and asked that I make one for the parents. So, I did. Each time I did receive a thank you note from the recipient. She then asked that I make “just 3 more” for an unknown reason. So, I did. She now has me working on another “3 more”.
It goes against every grain of my being to tell this little old (almost 90 years old) lady “No”. I can’t help but think that she has a very limited time left on this earth. I keep hearing my Mom and Grandmother saying “respect your elders” I also compare her to my Grandmother in her later years. WHAT DO I DO?
-- If you don't work, you don't eat!.....Garland, TX