My 94-year old Mom has been in the hospital for nine days.A few states away, there is a new baby in the family, just two days old.
Both are wrapped in cozy blankets, both are fragile and needy and vulnerable.
Both are loved so much.Opposite ends of the spectrum, these two lives. One is surrounded by joy and tears. The other is accompanied by frequent sadness and tears. Both tug on the heart and draw us closer to God, who authors all life.
Mom will be 95 in just a few days, and in a month, her latest great grandson will be visiting. I pray we can get a photo of these two together, but today Mom talked of being so tired and getting a feeling that her life is winding down, so we will see what God has planned.
When I look at Mom, I see a long, full life. When I gaze on this sweet new grand nephew of ours, I see a long, full life. Mom has many memories; our grand nephew has none. I cannot visualize our grand nephew at 95. Only God knows what his journey will be.
Life is short and long at the same time. When I'm sitting with Mom, who is often confused these days, the hours are long because there is a relenting grief that this may be the last day I see her. When my brother holds his new grandson, I'm sure he's aware that this little boy will grow up as fast as his own sons did. Time seems to be measured by the heart - what we are celebrating, and what is painful.
Life is amazing and scary and surprising at both ends. It has value at both ends. And every day in between.
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Amen! Life is precious and a gift. I hope with you that these two souls can meet on this side of the river.
Life & Faith in Caneyhead
Enjoy these moments now with your mom ... Every single one. Enjoy her presence, her smile, the look of her, her voice, the touch of her skin, her face. Memorize them on your heart. Treasure them. They are more fleeting now than ever before. You will need them later.
What a beautiful perspective you have there on life. It's so true. The circle of life is unending and keeps going round.
Beautifully put. :)
Beautifully written, Marianne.
I loved this post, reminding me of my own mother's last days. She died on New Year's Day at the age of 93. It is bittersweet to lose one's mother, sorrow about missing her and knowing she's not there on the other end of the phone line to talk to once a week, yet joy at knowing how rich and full her life was.
That was beautiful, Mare, and so true. So wonderful that your mother is being loved and cared for so well. What a blessing!
What a beautiful post! Joy, tears and sorrow - all so close in some ways. And I like what you said about the value of life at both ends of the spectrum.
Beautifully put :-) Praying for peace and God's will for your family.
Love is so precious. whether its a 2 days old or 95 years old. Love on your mom.
So well-said, Mare. Lovely post. Made me tear up.
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