Dear children, let us not love with words or speech but with actions and in truth.
For nearly a year now, we have been caring for my 95 year old father that came to live near us. For a few months, he lived with us but we could tell he wanted a bit more independence. So we were blessed with being able to get him into Assisted Living just down the road from us, less than a mile away. This has been a learning experience for us. Learning what sort of things we need to have in order by the time we reach the years where we are not able to do things for ourselves. We are learning a new level of patience and acceptance for the things that will never change. Its a blessing in many ways but it is hard in many many ways. We have days filled with Dr visits, medication lists, hard choices and a lot of running errands. I am learning so much about my husband through all this. He is a saint of a man. His patience with my dad is never ending. He has a willingness to help my dad at any hour for as long as my dad needs him. Its beautiful to watch. Its a gift to my heart to see the gentleness of the man I love in dealing with my father.
However, I do seem to have less and less time on the computer. A quick post here or there on Facebook is about it.
Next month I may have a bit more time as I will be having knee replacement. I guess my last backpacking trip just blew that arthritic knee out completely. Last MRI showed a lot more damage to the knee. I am looking forward to having the surgery done and having the pain gone. I am still swimming my laps several times a week and getting on the stationary bike for some good long rides, but walking is not so much fun.
Life is good, despite a few little bumps in the road. I feel blessed.