Mary Faderan's Blog

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I remember when I was still working full time, after my Mom passed away. It was my Dad and me left. We lived in a three bedroom ranch with my pets and we enjoyed three square meals a day. Frequently, we'd have a rib eye steak that my Dad cooked to perfection. It was so delicious. My Dad had a Steinway piano and an electric piano. The electric piano had all the bells and whistles that it could be packed with. Many times during the afternoon when I'd be coming home, I'd hear the electric piano being played and I felt happy for my Dad because he was all by himself. But then I left my job to pursue my own business as a writer. We slowly made do with less. Then we were both on a fixed income. We hardly have anything like steaks. We have taco, once in a while, Asian noodles, wonton soup. prepared food from the Asian store. Then there were the frozen meals which I eat and share the meats with my pups. We hardly go anywhere. Our friends in the big city hardly call anymore. Even our friends here in town aren't calling. We do have our relatives but they live in the East coast and the last time we saw anyone there was when my Mom passed away and they came to the funeral.

I pray more these days. My Dad prays too. We don't know how we're going to manage if one of us goes first. I can't afford the mortgage and if I go first, my Dad will be unable to meet all his expenses for the house and the car and insurance. So I pray to Jesus to take my Dad and me at the same time to Heaven so we won't have this sitiuation of being left homeless and depending on welfare.