So are the days of our lives!
I haven’t watched Soaps in 20+ years, but as my life is moving along now at quite a pace, it brought that intro to mind. Today, when I go home from work, I will pack my stuff and move in with Dad and Mom. I won’t actually be living in the house with Dad and Mom – they have an adjoining trailer in which I will take up residence. So I will be right there, but not always in their space. Now before anyone gets their panties in a wad over this, just know that Bill and I are still married, and even still in love – although he insists on telling people that I am leaving him! (BTW, Bill is in favor of this move, and will be splitting his time between houses – which will probably make this harder on him than on me!)
Dad and Mom just need more attention these days, and REALLY need help with medicines and meals, so I was the most logical choice for this need. I will not quit my job. Jeanne will still go over most mornings, and I will be there in the evenings. I will come home to my house on Saturday nights so I can continue to go to church with my family. This past weekend we went to our annual Allen Reunion. Jeanne and I took Dad up for Saturday, so we weren’t there for the whole thing. But after we took Dad home, we went back Saturday night. Our normal schedule for the reunion has a Sunday morning worship time, which is why Jeanne and I really wanted to get back. But, sad to say, this year the worship time didn’t happen. We were so sad! There was a whole lot of good fellowship, though, so our late night trip wasn’t in vain!
I was so encouraged by the support we received from family about my moving in with the folks. So often people don’t understand why I would do such a thing, but everyone understood our hearts without much if any explanation. Jeanne and I are often left with the notion that we are just plain weird as a family (well, we are, but anyway…) because we believe so strongly in taking care of our own. Not just monetarily, but physically as well. Any time we take Dad to the VA for his checkup, or some procedure, men and women tell him over and over how blessed he is to have us. Now isn’t it sad that our care for him is so unusual that people are amazed by it????? Our parents have done so much for us – not just the dutiful things parents must do, but they have loved us, trained us, and supported us in our dreams – sometimes when they didn’t agree with those dreams! Our parents taught us about Jesus, and in my case, my Mama led me to the Lord when I was 9. Our parents took us to church and lived Jesus before our very eyes. Why would I not JUMP at an opportunity to give back just a small bit of what they have given me? And while I’m sure that you will hear a complaint or two during this time, my prayer is that I will not just be willing to help, but that I will enjoy being with my parents until Jesus takes them to live with Him.
If the Lord brings this situation to your mind, please pray for us. I will so miss my home, daily life with my family, my normal routine. I will greatly miss my little Arie-Jean! I will also miss my patio with my plants that are trying real hard not to die under my care!
I have the feeling that Mom (more than Dad) will miss her solitude some, and feel that an intruder has come in to bother her! I really do believe, however, that we will all enjoy this time together for the most part. I tease Jeanne all the time that she will be taking care of 3 old people when I move in, rather than 2! I’m hoping this move will give her some relief, too. She does so much for them, and when she’s not there, she worries about them!
In the next day or two, I hope to have photos from our family reunion posted. It was a great weekend! I haven’t figured out how I will have computer access at Mom’s yet, but Bill is working on that for me. We’ll have to see!
God bless your day – He sure has blessed mine!