Transitions

Life has been full of transitions in my 43+ years; all of the normal progressions, with some wild rides thrown in for fun.  We are now facing a challenging one; helping our parents make care decisions for their next phase of life. Knowing that this will eventually be a reality of life was always on our radar, but we never thought it would come so soon, so suddenly, seemingly without warning.  The fragility of existence is something of which you become fully aware. The realization is unsettling to say the least.

Trying to decide the best way to care for a confused, almost child-like parent is surreal.  Some of the same questions that must have been in their own heads when we were the one being cared for by them are now ours.  How do we make her life as good as possible?  How do we shelter her from the pain and hurt ?  How do we make her feel love when she may not understand our words? The answers are simple, yet complex at the same time. 

Being several states away and trying to help from afar, and traveling to be present as often as possible will create new patterns for all of us.  We must be even more understanding, even more loving and helpful to one another.  We must envelope everything; the decisions, the tasks, the words and deeds in so much love, as we pray for peace and humility to do so. 

Transitions are rearrangements.  Our roles and duties change.  The love must remain present at the forefront.