Yep. That's right. I don't blog everyday. Or weekly. And lately now it looks like monthly. Even though I'm on the internet daily, to blog you just gotta have something to blog about. Unlike my friend whose blog I just love reading daily, I just don't have the insight she has or humor. So, I just usually write something "boring" or "bitching" or just "stupid". :)
But today what is on my mind are a couple of sad stories that friends of mine are going through. One a old friend that we all grew up next door too. We were a family of 9 (including my parents in this number), they were a family of 6 (including the parents in that number). We were 4 girls, 3 boys. They were 4 boys. 2 of them were already grown and out of the house. All of us were still in the house. The 2 boys left were maybe me and my older sisters age, or a year or 2 older. They were either always at our house, or me and my older sister were at their house. Mostly one especially of the boys were at our house all the time. Like another brother. Or for a while, a boyfriend for my sister. You know how those young teenage romances go. Now their father is dying. The "brother" has been staying by his side, left his home in Virginia to go with him in Alabama, to sit and wet his lips, bathed him, put him in fresh shirts and put cologna on him in case one of his "girls" as he calls them stops by. He sent a email to my sister and she shared it with me of him speaking of learning about about unconditional giving, sharing, selflessness, labor of love, and much more at this time. As he says also, "I am so lucky to be able to experience the gift of my Father's transition from Earth's defined bounds to Heaven's open boundaries. I have learned and come to more than appreciate what those of your profession encounter every day. Dad has been an outstanding patient, very few complaints, listens well, always thankful, always the gentleman he demanded we all be in his likeness. His hours are short now, but his dignity still shines like a beacon guiding me and my brothers to carry on with his name."
As we all now the older we get will encounter these same experiences and feelings, as some already have, it is a blessing to hear of my friend relish what he is doing for his father.
My other case is my ex husbands father has just gone through his 2nd surgery for hip replacement after falling and breaking that hip, just 6 months after he fell and broke the other hip. It was a rough time for all to work, and of course to be there with him helping him after the surgery, going through rehab, while also dealing with alzheimers that he has and his wife that is not full fledged yet with it, but also going through it too. As my ex says, they feel that he will never be mentally stable or able again after this one. We do what we can for our parents that raised us and loved us as they age and go through what God wills that will happen.
My heart goes out for them both as with all that are challenged by things like this everyday.
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