Well, it's official. Time here is 12:30 am on Mother's Day 2009. I didn't think Mom would still be with us for this day, but there she sits, in front of me on the beside comode. She's been there for about an hour now and yep I a tired. Today my daughter sent me a beautiful vase of roses and in just a bit I am going to bring half of them to my mom's room for her. As much as she loves roses, I really don't know if they will bring her much joy. She can't seem to find much to smile about these days as she is so tired of this way of living.
She doesn't feel like getting dressed to leave her room in our home. She is tired of her little area, going from her recliner to beside to the hospital bed and back. She can't hear anymore and that makes talking with her almost impossible. I know that she knows we love her, but I feel so helpless. I can't do anything to make her feel better; although, for just a few minutes she seems to enjoy a foot massage.
Lord, how long will she tarry in this stage of her luekemia. What do you want us to learn from this time together. I have forgiven her for everything that the past held, I have given the past six months of my life almost totally to her care (neglecting grandchildren and hubby a lot). I love her and want to do the best I can, but I am so tired. Yet, as tired as I am, I know that she is so much more tired. Help me show her Your love Lord. Give her some joy for Mother's Day.
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