On January 24th, 2016, I became a caregiver for my then 87 year old mom. She needed one and my only sibling, a brother, passed away in 2005. The responsibility came to me. My sister in law and nephew have helped every time I have asked for assistance. I don’t ask for help any more than I do because they have their lives to live. When I leave mom in their hands, I know she’s safe. I’ve been here almost 91% of the time. Her husband passed away March 12th, 2016. Mom’s house, upon her passing will be here for me to live in until I die, and then ownership will go to my brothers son. Recently when I was advised to become her power of attorney, I found out she had already appointed one, a few years back, my sister in law. Mom was of sound mind and body when she appointed a power of attorney and when she had the attorney draw up the papers concerning the house. Both of those situations are of no concern to me. Being here is my responsibility, my choice, my decision and the help I receive, is much appreciated. I do not enjoy the task, but it is my task to do. I feel like mom has as good a life as is possible. This is not at all what I thought I would be doing at age 69. I live here rent free, pay no bills, other than what I purchase out of the ordinary, such as shoes, clothing etc . . . I leave her alone occasionally, during the day and it always works out, but if I am here, she exhibits the need for me regularly. This is the hardest job I have ever had, mentally, emotionally. It’s adversely affecting my health, but I am working hard to remain fit. Most days, I wake up hopeful, but not every day. Regardless of how I feel, the job is getting done. Mom is safe and enjoys much. I pray daily concerning this. I wish I had my life back, and I wish mom was healthier, both cognitively and physically, but that’s not the reality. This is tough stuff. I love mom very much and I love life.
It fills good to get these words in print.
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My Favorite Quote
This quote helped create a foundation for everything in my life.
“When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, ‘I used everything you gave me’ ” Erma Bombeck
- 308,695 hits
A Prayer for the Game of Life
“DEAR GOD, help me be a good sport in the game of life. I don’t ask for an easy place in the lineup. Put me anywhere you need me. I only ask that I can give you 100% of everything I have. If all the hard drives seem to come my way, I thank you for the compliment. Help me to remember that you never send a player more trouble then he can handle with your help…
And help me, Lord, to accept the bad breaks as part of the game. May I always play on the square no matter what others do…Help me study…THE BOOK so I’ll know the rules…
Finally, God, if the natural turn of events goes against me and I am benched for sickness or old age, help me accept that as a part of the game, too. Keep me from whimpering that I was framed or that I got a raw deal. And when I finish the final inning, I ask for no laurels; all I want is to believe in my heart, I played as well as I could and that I didn’t let you down.