Little Feet and Broken Hearts…
Today’s post is part of the annual A-to-Z Blogging Challenge. Each day of April (except Sunday,) we write a post corresponding with that day’s letter of the alphabet. For more information on the challenge and its creator visit:
http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com
My theme for this years’ A-Z Challenge is An Intimate Look at the Homeless and Mental Health Epidemic in America which just happens to be the subtitle of my next book, The Stranger in My Recliner. The book is the true story of Sophie. She was the eighty-year-old homeless woman that my husband brought home one night. She lived with us for nearly three –years. The book will be out this fall.
An excerpt from The Stranger In My Recliner:
Little Feet and Broken Hearts
My granddaughters Morgan and Avery were coming to spend the weekend with us. They were only three and six-years-old. I was worried about how they would react to Sophie. I was also worried about how Sophie would react to them. I shuddered when the thought of her harming them popped into my head. I felt I knew enough of her personality at this point to doubt she would harm a child. I would be diligent anyway and not let my guard down.
I asked her if she had any grandchildren and she told me again that her son had a cute little girl. The little girl’s mother was the one Soph told me had plastic surgery so her son would think she was younger and get back together with her. She would not tell me the woman’s name or the little girl’s name. She told me her and her son were planning to get an apartment together when the woman tricked him into moving to California with her. Sophie said he then left her sitting on a sidewalk, crying with no place to go.
I think that girlfriend deserves a man like her son and vise versa. If he left his own mother on the sidewalk, homeless, did she think for one minute, he would never leave her?
Another concern with the kids coming to visit were the two little dogs we just rescued. They were not used to being around small children so we had no idea how they would react. I was nervous. I read a couple of blog posts on how to introduce dogs to children. There was a lot to learn. We decided to have the dogs on their leashes so we could control them when the kids first came into the house. We also gave the kids special homemade peanut butter treats to feed the dogs. Those treats would be reserved for only the kids to give to them.
I worried for nothing. It was love at first sight for the dogs and the kids. Lance and Louie followed the little girls around like lovesick little puppies. They continue to do that today. All we have to do is say the kids are coming over and they head for the front window to sit and wait, tails wagging.Sophie was getting used to having the television in our living room to herself. She watched the Soap channel 24/7. I was noticing more and more that she was not even going into her room to sleep at night. She had been sleeping in the blue recliner, in her clothes. I needed to figure out a way to put a stop to that. I decided we needed a TV for her room. The one we got was larger and nicer than the one we had in the living room but she still refused to watch TV in her room.
In the meantime, she seemed to get agitated around the fifth episode of Dora the Explorer so I took the girls upstairs into our bedroom to watch their shows. It annoyed me but it seemed easier to bring the girls upstairs. Everybody would be happy that way, except for me.
By Sunday afternoon, it dawned on me that I had not stopped the entire weekend. I cooked, served, cleaned, shopped, bathed the little ones, the dogs and started Sophie’s baths and did all of our laundry. I was exhausted. Not that I was one bit unhappy I was just plain tired. All in all the weekend went well. The dogs didn’t bite the kids the kids didn’t bite the dogs. Sophie couldn’t bite anybody because she didn’t have any teeth.
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WOW…you didn’t think you life was complicated enough after rescuing Sophie, you rescued 2 dogs. That made me tired before I even thought about grandkids. Glad the dogs and the kids got along so well, what a relief. Had to chuckle when I read the kids didn’t bite the dogs, lol.
Like one of your other readers, I don’t think I would have let Sophie be so much in charge, think I would have been inclined to have some house rules from the start. I know that was suggested to some folks I know who took in a child…guess the same thing would apply? I probably shouldn’t say child, he was a young adult.
I can’t imagine a son walking away and leaving his mother sitting on a bench with no where to go. Wouldn’t you like to do some research to find him, to see what he’s up to? WOW
Doreen, you are a saint. I can’t say I would have allowed Sophie to run my household, especially when it came to sharing space. God bless.
I definitely gave her too much space in the beginning. It was hard to take it back.
Wow. You had me riveted from the first sentence. Can’t wait to read more,
The grandchildren and the dogs are just adorable – so glad they bonded so well.
They do love each other.
A lovely retelling of a special time, Doreen. I can just imagine how exhausted you had to have been, worrying about dogs and kids and Sophie and kids. I’m thankful it all turned out well. Doubly thankful Sophie couldn’t have bit the kiddos even if she’d wanted to. 😀
I am so glad she couldn’t bite too because she did have some mean moments!
When I read the part about how Sophie was left on the sidewalk by her son, I had to catch my breath. You are truly a special person. I am so moved by what you do for others. I think you have paid it forward enough for two lifetimes!
I still get furious every time I think about them leaving her on that sidewalk and all of the other awful things they did to her.
From these snippets of Sophie’s life I’ve read here, my heart aches for what life brought to her, but I really wonder what was going on inside her. I really want to know more.
It wasn’t easy to get her to open up to me, it took a really long time.
Dogs and children know. they just know. Trust them. Lovely story!
The love between our furry boys and our grandchildren gives us so much joy and an awful lot of laughs.
Sophie,
Your story captured my heart like few other blogs I have read. I just want to know more — how did your husband find Sophie? How did you decide to take her in? I love the idea of individuals caring for individuals, like you have talked about in your story. And I definitely have a heart for the disenfranchised. I look forward to reading more of your story.
Warmly,
Susan
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Thank you so much Susan. I am looking forward to sharing the rest of Sophie’s story with the world.
Truly inspiring what you have done and what you are doing now. 🙂
Thank you David and thank you for reading.
Beautiful blend of young and old. I can hardly believe someone would leave his aging mother on the sidewalk. Holy Toledo.
Thank you and isn’t that awful to just leave someone like that, alone and helpless. Ugh I still get angry!
You are such a kind hearted person. I cannot wait to read more about Sophie and your life together!
Thank you Rena, I really want to share Sophie’s story with everyone.
You have given such a beautiful gift to a woman in need and the gift you have given to your grandchildren to have such kind giving grandparents. You inspire me to be a more giving person.
In the end Sophie taught us and gave us so much.
I am proud to know you. Let me say that again: I AM PROUD TO KNOW YOU. Sorry for the shouting but it was required this time. You unselfishly give to others (and your husband, too) and I am enamored with your big heart that knows no bounds. Sophie, your grandchildren and the gorgeous pups are all blessed to have you in their midst. And so am I.
Thank you so much Cathy and I am very proud to know you too.