I have acquired a healthy dose of respect for all who are involved in their elderly parent's lives. The task comes with emotional potholes complete with triumphant highs and despairing lows. We comb thinning hair. We help with general hygiene and toileting. We cut food into manageable tidbits and when those tidbits cannot be managed, we spoon feed. We show up again and again because we love and because we can.
It is a tender duty filled with moments of poignancy. We laugh - a lot. Thankfully, Ellen is a good sport and laughs along with us.
Ellen has the means to afford this room in an adult family home. This picture was taken before we personalized it with a few pictures and quilts to make it feel more like home. She is safe here, fed home cooked meals and monitored closely. We feel fortunate to have found such loving and attentive care in this beautiful home.
So.... with Glynn and I feeling a bit frayed around the edges since his mom's hip fracture in March, April's terror attack in Boston, the deadly tornado in Oklahoma, not to mention the I-5 bridge collapse last week, I've certainly had my days of wanting to crawl back into bed in the morning and put the covers over my head.
I made time to create yesterday. Often I sit down with no agenda in mind and then marvel at what message my soul is attempting to communicate to my brain when I finish a piece.....
You are kind people and I'm proud to be able to call you both my parents.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had that bedroom too! So peaceful and quiet. I'm a bit of a loner myself and living in a place where nature is at its best, reflection isn't hard to come by. I think people should do this from time to time. There is this weird feeling that is hard to describe. Anyway, sorry to hear about your state and I hope things will go along for you.
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