Just when you are "enjoying" the calmness, the other shoe drops and the chaos begins again.
You immediately cringe when the telephone rings . . .
but you know you have to answer it, so you do.
You are silent as you listen to the voice on the other
end of the telephone.
There is a feeling of helplessness . . .
knowing you can not fix it, you cannot make it all better.
There is a feeling of dread . . .
what is going to happen this time?
How are you going to make it through?
As you head out the door you take a deep breath . . .
you get into the car and pause with your head down.
Dear God, Please help me through.
I have no idea how to help them understand.
The drive is quiet but your mind is racing . . .
they were always the ones that took care of you . . .
time and years have changed it all . . .
now, roles have reversed.
Age and disease have changed them . . .
and now we must adapt.
Time . . .
it goes so slowly some days for them . . .
other days they are completely lost within it.
This is our new normal . . .
loving and caring for them as they slip farther away.
Trying not to focus on the negative . . .
trying to remember it isn't drama, but a disease . . .
a horrible disease that is taking them away.
How do we accept it?
How do we cope?
Only through Prayer, the Love of Others
and God's Grace.