We just experienced another Christmas Blessing having Ben home with us for a week. He looked good and healthy, and was calm, happy, and “with-it”! We couldn’t ask for more. We got him cleaned up and trimmed the evening my husband got him (23rd), and then, the next morning, he helped me make chili, brownies, and spice cake. He crumbled the meat for the chili with a wooden spoon while it browned, stirred the ingredients for the desserts, and “licked the bowls” of their batter afterward…while they baked in the oven. Ymmmm!Th
Then, he took a good, long nap before his sister, niece, and brother came for our Christmas Eve gift exchange and dinner out. He was alert, and happy to see every one, and we had Rotel cheese dip as they gathered. Then we opened our gifts, and I had made everyone a picture Scrapbook of their lives. Ben enjoyed looking at his just like the others did theirs. That pleased me greatly!
Then, to the Olive Garden once again for our Christmas dinner. It was a blessing to have Ben with us. L to R–Carole (Mom), Ben, granddaughter/niece to Ben–Kelly, daughter/sister to Ben–Maureen, son/brother to Ben–John & Husband/father to Ben, Jay Our company left on Christmas Day, and we all rested that afternoon. The next three days here in Tulsa…it rained hard, sleeted, and even flooded in some areas, so Ben slept long periods of time…catching up on his rest. That was good because there wasn’t much else to do. He worked his new Christmas puzzle in-between naps.
But, on Tuesday, December 29th, the sky cleared, and we were able to get out and go to the movie (and get popcorn)…then, to the mall and get pizza! He REALLY liked that! On Wednesday, the 30th, my husband took him back, and although I’ve missed him a LOT, we’re SO thankful he can still be a part of our family and has a place he calls “home away from home!” Thank You Lord!
An interesting sidelight of his visit was when we (Jay, Ben & I) went to church on the Sunday after Christmas. It was pouring rain, so my husband let Ben and me out at the covered entrance while he went to park the car. As we entered the long hallway on the bottom floor of the church, there was a lady in a wheelchair…shuffling her feet to make it go…while trying to carry her walker in her hands. I asked her if she needed help, and she answered, “Yes!” I couldn’t push her myself, so… since Ben is big and strong, I asked him to do it while I carried the walker for her. He seemed glad to be of help, and successfully got her to the elevator, in and out (going to the 2nd floor), and clear down the long hallway to meet her companion in the room adjoining the Sanctuary. He enjoyed the praise he got for being so helpful, and I was VERY proud of him. Every little step like that is a BIG gain for him…even at age 53 (that only God can produce in Ben). Hope the above pictures of what I’ve described will help you to picture it all more clearly. Wish my hands hadn’t been full or I would have gotten one of him pushing the wheelchair. I thank God for such a pleasant Christmas with my family!