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Counting Your Blessings May Stop You From Feeling Hurt
DEAR ABBY: Your response to "Hurt in Connecticut," who was bothered that family members didn't attend her choir concert, was a very good one. Family solidarity should be valued; however, it may be expressed in many ways.
I, too, am a "singing grandmother" who was disappointed when none of my children or grandchildren attended a particular performance of the chorale in which my husband and I both sing. May I share the following thought process that helped us soften the disappointment?
1. Consider the many other ways your sons, daughters and grandchildren demonstrate their love and respect throughout the year.
2. Remember that they all have their own activities, goals and commitments, their own social needs and responsibilities.
3. Remember how you felt at their ages. Would you have had time to attend? Would you have changed or abandoned your previous plans?
4. If you do not wish to accept an invitation to a sports event, glee club performance, etc., it's OK to politely decline.
5. Finally, how would you feel if you were not invited to any of those "boring" events?
I am honored when I'm invited to an awards banquet or graduation. (Attendance is limited, you know.) Singing in the chorale is a personal pleasure, which is enhanced whenever my family and/or friends are able to attend the performance. When they cannot, it is not a rejection. In other words, dear "Hurt," count your blessings. I'm sure you'll feel much better. -- CALIFORNIA GRANDMA
DEAR CALIFORNIA GRANDMA: You're singing my song -- as far as I'm concerned you can repeat another chorus.
DEAR ABBY: My son is 11 years old. He has no contact with the family of his biological father. His grandfather (my father) passed away when my son was 2 weeks old. This was a great loss -- a loving, generous father and grandfather who accepted all his family, blood ties or not. My son has a grandma (my side) who also loves him dearly.
I have recently remarried and am now expecting a baby. I am sure this new baby will be expected to call my husband's parents "Grandma" and "Grandpa," although they insist my 11-year-old son call them "Mr. and Mrs. Last-name." My husband was adopted, and I think, of all people, his parents and family should understand the importance of being accepted into a family unconditionally. Unfortunately, this is not the case. I am not fond of my husband's parents, but am trying to get along.
I wonder how my 11-year-old will feel when this new baby calls them "Grandma" and "Grandpa" while he is not allowed to. I want to do everything possible to make my son feel good about himself. What should I do about this situation? -- MOM
DEAR MOM: Tell your husband's parents that you want both of your children to use the same names for them -- and let his parents decide what those names should be.
DEAR ABBY: The letter about the man who wondered how to date his tombstone if he lives into the year 2000 and your reply to use a little humor, reminded me of a man's headstone we came across while searching for the gravesite of a friend.
The stone listed the man's name, etc., and then, "Thanks for stopping by." I confess I almost laughed out loud in that solemn place. -- WISH I HAD KNOWN HIM IN CINCY
Disabled Wife's Dream House Is Now Husband's Nightmare
DEAR ABBY: I'm 80 years old, living alone and desperately lonely. I have a good wife and five fine children. My present situation is due to a major mistake I made after retirement.
My wife had a lifelong dream of spending our retirement years in the country, "in touch with nature." She had been a fair helpmate and perfect mother for 35 years, so I decided to give in to her dream and let her have her turn at a happy life. I sold our comfortable home located in an ideal midsized city and gave her a free hand at relocating us.
My wife had a major stroke two years ago, and our remote location, with no medical help for 25 miles, made matters a lot worse for her, as it took so long to get her to the emergency room. She is now in a nursing home, and I am alone in our "close to nature" house that still hasn't sold after two years.
The nursing home care is eating away at my savings. All my children live far away, and I'm afraid I can't drive much longer. Depression is setting in.
Abby, please advise seniors to locate close to help. Life can take a sudden sharp turn -- mine was destroyed like a flash of lightning. Any advice you can offer would be welcome. -- CONFUSED AND LONELY IN CANADA
DEAR CONFUSED: Although your life has taken an unexpected 180-degree turn, you can get it back on course.
Start by discussing your symptoms of depression with your doctor, because prescription medications are available that can lessen them. And waste no time in looking into what services are available for seniors in your area, such as transportation and senior recreation centers. If nothing is available, consider asking your children if they could visit more regularly and perhaps help you solve some of these problems.
Also, ask your Realtor why your home hasn't sold in two years. Have you offered it at current market value? Is it being actively marketed? If the market is slow, consider renting it -- that way you may be able to live closer to your children or your wife. Another solution may be to rent a room in your home to another senior so you are not alone all the time.
Please let me hear from you in six months. I'm rooting for you.
DEAR ABBY: I grew up in a house full of siblings. Our father told us he would not tolerate smoking, drinking or cursing under his roof, and if we wanted to do any of those things, we were free to move out.
When I entered the Air Force in 1947, it wasn't long before I was confronted with the old, "Aw, come on -- have a drink. Don't be a stick-in-the-mud."
I had several good friends who drank, but I had no desire to start. I finally came up with an answer that worked. I told anyone who asked me to drink or smoke a funny cigarette, "I'll tell you what I'll do: I won't try to make you stop if you don't try to make me start."
In almost 13 years in the Air Force, it never failed me and I still had lots of friends. I still don't drink or smoke that funny weed, and I am over 70 years old.
Abby, why can't young people today use the same line to refuse alcohol, tobacco, drugs -- and maybe even sex? They might be surprised how they could influence some of their friends to stop. I'm proud to say I did. -- BEEN THERE IN TEXAS
DEAR BEEN THERE: They can. After reading your easy-to-memorize one-liner, some of them probably will. It's short, nonjudgmental and very much to the point.
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Telephone Story Time Closes Gap for Distant Grandparents
DEAR ABBY: My husband and I have discovered a terrific way to maintain a close long-distance relationship with our grandchildren who live several thousand miles away.
Kyle is 5 and Sarah is 3. Their attention spans are not yet long enough to allow extended phone conversations between visits, so we came up with the following idea. It works not only for the grandchildren and for us, it also gives their parents a break.
On the weekends, my husband and I visit our local bookstore and buy two identical "easy-reader" books. We keep one and send the other to the grandkids. Then, on a designated night each week, we call just before bedtime and read them their "night-night" story. Both children are snuggled in bed -- one with the bedroom phone and the other with a cordless phone. The children can read along with us because they have the same book we have.
After the story, the kids are eager to talk about it and other things.
We know that Kyle and Sarah go to bed at least one night a week secure in the knowledge that they are loved by their grandparents as well as their parents. An added bonus that should not be overlooked is that they are developing a love of books as well. -- CONNIE SAMPSELL, OVERLAND PARK, KAN.
DEAR CONNIE: You and your husband have come up with a wonderful method of building a strong relationship with your grandchildren and a clever means of building literacy. I congratulate you both.
DEAR ABBY: Four years ago I moved to a new town where I knew one person from a previous job. Over the years, our friendship has grown very close, and she has introduced me to many other people who have also become my friends.
A few weeks ago, I dropped by my friend's house on the spur of the moment and walked into a dinner/card party that included a group of these friends. I was very hurt and upset that I had not been invited.
My friend is angry with me for being upset and insists that there is no reason to be hurt. The six people included are all couples. I am single and admit I often feel left out.
Please advise. It's tough being single in a world that revolves around couples. Abby, do you think I'm being unreasonable or too sensitive? -- JUST ONE IN CORONA DEL MAR, CALIF.
DEAR JUST ONE: Yes, I do think you are being unreasonable. As close as you may feel to your friend, she is under no obligation to invite you to every gathering she hosts.
Since you often feel left out because you are single, begin exploring activities in your community for singles. It may also make you less dependent on your friend, which will be healthier for both of you.
DEAR ABBY: I have always wondered how to address food servers in restaurants. Do you call them "Sir" or "Miss" or "Waiter"? It is hard to call a food server "Miss" when she's more than 50 years old and may be married. See what I mean? -- RONALD IN OCEAN SPRINGS, MISS.
DEAR RONALD: Yes, I do see what you mean. Politely ask for the server's name, and use it.
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