I’ve always been the one who says to others, “P is for Patience.” It’s a subtle way of saying “chill out, relax, don’t get your knickers in a knot, etc.” Well, today I had yet another opportunity to practice the “P” word. I spent the afternoon with my 88-year old mother and stepfather. Two walkers in and out of the car and two portable oxygen tanks that go with us everywhere we go. And go we did! Haircuts, toenail trims, shopping at Walmart (ugh!), then on to pick up prescriptions.
I am truly exhausted, mentally and physically. I guess it wouldn’t be so bad if they didn’t want everything perfect. And when something doesn’t go perfect, they get agitated. And that seems to creep its way up the back of my spine and into the base of my skull. Beep, Beep! Headache coming on!
I try to stay calm and ask my heavenly Father for the grace and patience that I seem to lack at times. Oh and another thing I asked for today was more of a sense of humor. Lo and behold, as I was checking out with their stuff at Walmart, the cashier told me a quick but very funny story. It was just what I needed.
Am I grateful that I can be there for them? Sure. Do I want to live to be that old and in that physical condition? Definitely not. They are not experiencing the golden years now. That time has long since passed for them. Now they are just trying to make it safely to death. Sad, but true. I guess if I can make that road a little easier for them to travel, I will.
This will be my last post for 2011. I hope you all stay safe and have a jolly good time ringing in 2012. I’ll start my new 365 project on New Year’s Day with the first of my 365 photos. Right now my dear husband and I have a thin crust Papa Murphy’s cowboy pizza calling our names.