The image, forever burned in my mind is my dad’s hand, covering my mom’s bony fingers. His devotion to her speaks volumes. “I don’t want her to feel forsaken”, “She needs to know I am here” are only some of his comments. His frequent tears for her condition bring tears to my eyes as well as I witness a love so strong despite the circumstances.
I hope I will always care for others in this manner, but will I? Do my own comforts and desires take over?
This, too, could be a part of the class, Caregiving 101. What do caretakers feel like when taking care of loved ones? Who takes care of their needs?? The beauty of Michigan with its lakes, forests, and trails is already beckoning me, so how does one balance pleasure with the challenge of taking care of someone so needy?
This exploratory topic will repeat as the journey continues.
A Journey Worth Remembering 
I read this this morning and it made me think of you and your folks.
“But we are citizens of heaven, where the Lord Jesus Christ lives. And we are eagerly waiting for him to return as our Savior. He will take our weak mortal bodies and change them into glorious bodies like his own, using the same power with which he will bring everything under his control.” Philippians 3:20-21
What a blessing and promise for us! I am praying for you all.
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Thank you, Nancy! I can feel the prayers. God is faithful.
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