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My mother is 95 years old, living in a personal care community in south central Pennsylvania an hour away from where I live. She hasn’t accepted her circumstances gracefully. She believes everything has been taken away from her and she’s been imprisoned, left in a room waiting to die.
Recently she’s had episodes of dementia, believing relatives, both living and dead, are in her apartment. Today she had a more severe episode affecting both body and mind. She was completely confused and unable to stand or to walk on her own. She’s been moved to a skilled care unit.
Please pray for her, and for me as the oldest of her four sons and the one responsible for managing her affairs and overseeing her care.
And pray for those like my mother who are spending their last years in unhappiness and frustration, as well as for all those who struggle to find ways to care for elderly parents. It’s a difficult burden, too often involving a sense of guilt, a sense that there may have been a better, more loving way to support someone, to be with them as they approach the journey from this realm to the next.
Jack rest assured of my prayers for both you and your Mom. I am sure this is a truly difficult time for all concerned. The poet May Sarton (in her poem “Santos:New Mexico”) eloquently states:
Return to the most human, nothing less
Will teach the angry spirit, the bewildered heart,
The torn mind, to accept the whole of its duress,
And pierced with anguish, at last act for love.”In all your trials and tribulations may you go in love….enveloped in prayer…..
Therese, thank you so much for your prayers, and for the beautiful stanza from Sarton’s poem. Yes, to accept and embrace what we feel, to sink into it and feel it fully and intensely—then to release it all and be guided by the Spirit which is love!
My mother died yesterday evening. Wrapped in God’s wings, she’s now found the peace that had been so sadly absent during her final years. My wife and I, along with one of my three brothers, are grateful to have been with her for a few hours just before her death. Please pray for the repose of her soul and for family.
Holding you and your family — and of course, your mother — in my heart and prayers, Jack. I am with you in your sorrow and letting go. Big blessings.
Thank you, Jane.
Mom was morphined up pretty good on Saturday and she seemed to be floating in a semi-conscious state. But it was clear that she had visits from her long-dead pet Irish Setter, Mikki, and from her Great Uncle Lewie who was a poet, playwright, and arts critic for the Philadelphia Bulletin. Those are some fine guides for the trip away from this earthly realm.
She is at last at peace, enfolded in God’s wings.
Jack, my deepest sympathy on the loss of your mother….may you find comfort in the fact “that she is at last at peace , enfolded in God’s wings…” Rest assured of my prayers for you and your family at this difficult time.
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