JoAnn DiFranco

no more, hand up in stop gesture

A Parent’s Perspective: What….Wear an Emergency Alert Necklace!

“You live the closest.  How about you call every morning just to make sure she is okay.” “Am I the ‘she’ you are talking about?” I asked walking in with a tray of appetizers. And then, with a tinge of anger in my voice, “If so, don’t you dare appoint anyone as responsible for checking on me.” Uh oh!  Realizing I had initiated a palpable tension in the room, I offered a feeble laugh. “Guys, I’m not anywhere near there yet. I promise I won’t be the lady crying, ‘I’ve fallen and I can’t get up,’ from the bottom of the cellar steps.” Throughout dinner, I remained cheerful, happy to have my children, their spouses and my grandchildren enjoying the meal I had made for them.  I wanted to remind them that I had shopped, cooked, cleaned the house, and stood on a stepstool to get the good china from the top shelf of the breakfront.  All by myself. That evening, in bed with a magazine, I felt guilty that I had snapped at my children.  I’d been living alone since the last of my four children married ten years ago. Why their sudden concern? And why my failure to graciously accept a plan to “make sure Mom was okay.” I remembered how “difficult” my mother became as she got older. She almost never wore the hearing aids we insisted she needed.  How often I stood outside ringing her doorbell, pounding on the door, and calling her phone with no response.  I knew she was home; I could hear the blaring television. I’d resort to walking around the house and banging on one of her living room windows....
JoAnn DiFranco

JoAnn DiFranco

Retired Long Island high school English teacher, Mother of four grown sons and now a grandmother. Published author of two biographies for Dillon Press --- Mister Rogers - Good Neighbor to America's Children- published 1983, and Walt Disney- When Dreams Come True - published 1985. Took a break from my own writing for 30 years while working and raising a family. Have only recently returned to doing again what I have been teaching students to do for years - Write your heart out.