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"Mur Français de Jardin" (French Garden Wall) SOLD

 “Mur Français de Jardin” (French Garden Wall)
6 x 6in oil on museum quality panel
$200
One hand on cool, damp stone, the other gently easing the door open to allow you access to the garden.  The timeless quiet that envelopes your senses eases away the tension.  All that exists in this moment is the scent of musty earth, velvety softness of rose petals and the hum of life that says..
it’s gonna be alright. 

Thank a Caregiver
#30Thanks Day 16
I have always envied those people who knew what they wanted to be from a young age.  That sense of destiny and purpose that never has them wondering if they picked the right path.  I was seven at the time and I can still remember the family drama that ensued when my sister announced she wanted to become a nurse.  She was the first born of our family and  my Dad would not hear of her taking a job whose duties included “carrying bed pans”!  Well, if there was one person more determined than Dad it was my sister Vicki.  Barely five feet tall, what she lacked in height she made up for in cuteness and the ability to “talk back” and in the late summer of ’67 she headed out for–you guessed it–nursing school.  Vicki retired last year from 40 years of nursing.  I was always and still am proud of the kind of nurse she was.  When working in the pediatrics ward, she would buy clothes out of her then meagre student nursing money for the less fortunate babies.  She was the nurse who would slip out an extra blanket to a family member slumped over a chair on a night vigil with their loved one.  She carried worries home with her–sad over young adults diagnosed with brain cancer, taking extra time with elderly couples when one was slipping away while the other helplessly watched.  In the latter years of her nursing she gave hope and encouragement, dispensed out like miracle medicine, by working with pulmonary and cardiac rehab patients (those recovering from heart attacks, lung ailments, trying to get back their life and afraid it might never come).  She has attended funerals, sent cards, and just simply been the kind of nurse everyone hopes to have when its needed.  We lost our Dad two years ago this past September.  He was a non-smoker, but ended up with of all things, a lung ailment.  Vicki’s specialty had been working with pulmonary (lung) patients.  Guess who Dad wanted most by his side?  Funny how life works.  Thanks dear sister of mine for being a caregiver extraordinaire all these years.  You have made me proud so many more times than you will ever know. You are, without a doubt, simply AMAZING!!

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  • Kelley Sanford - November 17, 2010 - 3:31 pm

    Lovely painting (that green door rocks) & a lovely story about your sister. Lucky are those who were in her care.ReplyCancel

  • Dreama - November 17, 2010 - 1:25 pm

    Karla–there are good souls out there doing what they are meant to do–and I am betting some of them are with your Mom..:))
    Olivier–thanks for the heads up–can you tell I don’t speak French–or then again, maybe it was artistic license..:)))
    Thanks Loretta–writing comes easy when the person you are writing about inspires you!ReplyCancel

  • Loretta Gragnani - November 17, 2010 - 9:07 am

    You are as talented with words as you are with paint. This is a wonderful tribute to your sister.ReplyCancel

  • Olivier Longuet - November 17, 2010 - 8:09 am

    very very nice.love it
    It should be “Mur de Jardin Français” though. Let’s call it be artistic license 🙂ReplyCancel

  • Karla - November 17, 2010 - 7:30 am

    Beautiful painting. I will take your inspiring words to heart as I visit my Mom in the nursing home today. Looking forward to your workshop!ReplyCancel

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