Faith & Roses

I remain amazed and grateful at the consistency and power that writing brings into my Spirit. “Now” is okay. I am here “now.” We found an aid that Mom can tolerate. She’s quite good. She can engage Mom where Mom is now. I do recognize that I have never had to do any of this before and it is all quite new to me. The work seems to rest in staying in each moment and allowing God to provide the strength and wisdom. Casey-Lee has been wonderful… and she is just so vastly experienced and knowledgable about home care and all of its layers.

“When under stress we regress.” Don’t know who said that first, but I got if from Robbie. And I have been stressed out. Spiritually “leaking.” Justifications, judgements, harshness, people-pleasing, over- and under-reacting to situations and encounters, poor eating, isolating, comparisons. And yet, the Spirit still remains. Faith remains. Gratitude comes back. Love shows up. Daria ain’t that bad. She’s well-intentioned, and going to be on Medicare in seven more days! That’s a milestone and a touchstone. I can recognize what’s going on in my Spirit and I know how (if not always when) to surrender. I have been very willing to sit through and get past obsessions that would normally lead me to compulsively trying to fill the spiritual and emotional voids.

I remain open-minded to how other folks choose to travel through this life. And when I do that I can mind my business and the world is a better place for it.