Give thanks for unknown blessings that are already on their way. ~Native American prayer
Blessings I know about.
The unknown blessings will be a joy unexpected.
If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough. Meister Eckhart 1260-1328 Christian Theologian
Hello friends,
I am currently the daily caretaker for my terminally-ill daughter in law.
She is at home in hospice care.
Our days go on mostly unchanged.
“When you are in the midst of a fog and can’t see the shoreline, you need a compass. Reach out to a trusted friend or adviser for perspective. People are not hard-wired to go it alone. They need others to survive and thrive.” — Edward T. Creagan, M.D. Mayo Clinic
I am fighting the fog that has descended ever since my daughter-in-law entered hospice care a few days ago.
I am thankful to friends, family and neighbors who are helping me to bear the pain.
I grieve for her stuck down by this terrible disease at such a young age.
I grieve for her husband, my son, as he watches his family torn apart.
I grieve for their toddler who will not have her mother as she grows up.
There will be happiness again one day, but, for now, we are struggling to keep the shore in sight.
Naked came I out of my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return thither.*
My friend called to tell me about some wonderful sheets that she found at an estate sale near my house. As you probably know, good sheets are terribly expensive. Well worth the price as they last forever, but still a shock when first purchased.
Thinking that it would be great to find some inexpensive but nice sheets for my two adult sons and their families, I went to the estate sale. Continue reading “Naked Came I”
I am trying to do at least one good deed per day.
No, I am not working toward a Girl Scout badge.
It’s just that in my world and in the world at large, I find that giving and helping others satisfies my soul.
It satisfies my soul while grounding me during the emotional upheaval of my young daugher-in-law’s cancer struggle. Stage 4.
I believe that I am making a difference. Continue reading “Helping myself and others…”
A call to action in Oregon.
My friends and I and many others will be on the road to Sheridan tomorrow morning. Continue reading “The Road to Sheridan: Love Leads Us”
Many of you know that our lives are in limbo waiting for a new treatment plan for my daughter-in-law. Continue reading “Still waiting…”
At my annual physical exam, my doctor shared with me the story of a small growth that he had ignored years ago.
He was too busy in medical school to have to have it removed.
