Charlie Harris has an idea for what I believe to be a very good program. He suggests that the multitude of areas residents who have suffered the loss of a spouse, a child, parent, sibling, or other loved one might want to gather maybe once a month or so and just talk.
Charlie and I have found that just sitting down at the Herald Office and talking about our losses, about Betty and Ed, and how we’re coping (or not) with our grief has helped us. Charlie and I find that we are telling each other things we wouldn’t say to professionals. Charlie and Ed go back to childhood and I’ve known him since I came to the Valley and I’ve known Betty almost as long. It’s just easier to talk with friends.
We’ve laughed together, cried together and everything in between and it has helped—we believe it just might be of benefit to many others.
We’ve both prayed long and hard about this and have talked to many other folks about it and everyone we’ve discussed it with seems to think it just might be a good program.
We know there are professinal groups who handle this problem and they provide a valuable service. They’ve been in Water Valley, but I have not attended one of the sessions—can’t tell you why, just haven’t. I even have two wonderful friends in the business and have listened to them, but not attended their meetings. I’m sure there are many others of you out there who have not availed yourselves of these professional sessions either, but who just might want to talk in a casual setting with friends and neighbors who’ve gone through similar crises. If we get these sessions going, we might want to call in the professionals from time to time for counseling, for info on legal affairs, financial matters, etc.—all of which we have, especially with the loss of a spouse.
If you’re interested in this give Charlie or me a call. I’m at the Herald Office Monday-Thursday each week and most Fridays. You can also call me at home most nights. This Friday and Saturday, though, I will be out of the area, but I’ll be back next week.
We’re having problems with paper delivery again. Many subscribers have called to tell us that they’re not getting their papers on a regular basis.
A note came from Mrs. Margaret Hamner of Birmingham, Alabama, with her subscription renewal, last week. It read: “Am sending a check for Herald. We still get a paper once in a while.”
Former Vallian Vangie Fields, now living in Tupelo, writes: “I’m beginning to feel my 81 years. I found an old box of Post Cards from our business and am sending you one. (it’s a 3 cent post card and I’m glad to have it because I didn’t have one). You had an article where J. C. Womble told you about the worth of post cards. I don’t have a computer but ask him how to look it up. (O.K. J. C. give Vangie the info she needs.) I have lots of friends who would like to know. I’m also sending you a brochure and asking you to put them on your prayer list. He was Roger Wicker’s right hand man and helped Alton so much on Veteran’s Affairs.”
The brochure tells of “England The Forgotten Mission Field”. The Lollar Family (Bubba, Rockie and their daughters, Kate and Mylea Ruth) are there with Global Outreach International. He is a Southern Baptist Minister and has served several churches in Mississippi. She has a Bachelor of Theater degree from The University of Mississippi, a Master of Commuication degree from The University of Memphis and has served as a church pianist.
Included in the program were several interesting facts:
—Only 18% of the British public claim to be a member of any type of practicing religion!
—Great Britain follows more than 170 distinct different faiths or religions!
—Only 1/2 of those who claim to be a member of any practicing religon have ever even attended an organized event regarding that religion!
—In England, just over 6% of the population attend church on Sunday!
—Thus, for ever six who do attend, 94 do not go at all!
And we thought the United States was in bad shape religiously.
Let’s at least pray for the English people.
The weather is at it again. Yesterday it was in the 70s and today (Tuesday) back ino the 30s. I’m having a hard time finding suitable clothing for these temp swings.
Someone was in a minute ago and reported snow flurries in the Clarksdale area—and everytime the door opens it feels as if we could receive a little of the white stuff.
Looked out the bathroom window this morning and saw a cloud of white below. It was the flowering pear trees blooming—and I don’t believe they were there early yesterday, because I walked in the yard before leaving for work.
Also in bloom are Forsythia, Hawthorne, all the daffodils, even the hybrids.
Also beautifying our hill are birds—don’t think I’ve ever seen so many and so brightly colored.
Didn’t cook this weekend—we moved. Took all day Saturday to move three refrigerators—of course we had to move each one at least twice. Bill and his right-hand man, Derek, Jimmie and I were the moving and cleaning crew. Early in the morning I went to Mom’s, cleaned out a spot for her old fridge to go into the utility room. Then we came to the Valley, picked up the office fridge, took it to our house, where Derek did an excellent job of cleaning it in the yard. Jimmie cleaned my fridge, while I cleared a path, and then Derek and Bill moved my fridge to the trailer. Next the spic and span office appliance was put into place in the kitchen. Loaded up a chair from the den and it was off to Mom’s.
We have an election coming un next week so don’t forget to vote Tuesday.
Coming in early this year is Daylight Saving Time. Don’t forget to “Spring” your clocks forward before you go to bed Saturday night—we’re going to lose an hour of sleep. I’m not ready for this and just may be late for Sunday school Sunday morning.