Definitely waiting openly! At 80 I still have much I want to do. My husband has dementia and I’m his primary caregiver. I can still participate in many activities as he can be left alone for short periods of time. Much change will come at this time of our lives, but I know answers will be available when I need them. So I consider this time of life actively waiting openly and with an acceptance that whatever comes we can handle it.
Oh boy! I definitely relate to the man in uniform waiting for the train. I feel like I’m on duty as we care for two elderly mothers. I’d like to be that gal sitting looking on. And this is my now so I accept it and wait with joy and purpose. But gosh I want to sit and look on. Thanks Stephanie for helping me “see”. You’re amazing.
I spend a lot of time waiting these days, as my husband has been having radiation therapy these past few weeks. Sometimes it’s not long—maybe 20 minutes—other times it’s closer to an hour. Either way, the waiting is time I spend thinking about things. Everything will be okay and we get to be together for the car ride. The weather has been lovely lately and the place where he’s having the treatments has a very pretty garden area to admire while I wait. Sometimes I read or make a few calls, and sometimes I just enjoy being. Waiting develops patience and tolerance…and spaciousness. Ahh…
Thank you, Jane. I’m sorry for the circumstances by which you have to wait, but so appreciative that you have found the spaciousness in it all. That really sums up what this journey is all about. Ahhh…
Definitely waiting openly! At 80 I still have much I want to do. My husband has dementia and I’m his primary caregiver. I can still participate in many activities as he can be left alone for short periods of time. Much change will come at this time of our lives, but I know answers will be available when I need them. So I consider this time of life actively waiting openly and with an acceptance that whatever comes we can handle it.
Beautifully put, Marlene. And very spacious. Thank you for sharing. 🙌🏼
Oh boy! I definitely relate to the man in uniform waiting for the train. I feel like I’m on duty as we care for two elderly mothers. I’d like to be that gal sitting looking on. And this is my now so I accept it and wait with joy and purpose. But gosh I want to sit and look on. Thanks Stephanie for helping me “see”. You’re amazing.
Thank you, Ruth. Love hearing how the photos resonated personally with you. 🙌🏼
I spend a lot of time waiting these days, as my husband has been having radiation therapy these past few weeks. Sometimes it’s not long—maybe 20 minutes—other times it’s closer to an hour. Either way, the waiting is time I spend thinking about things. Everything will be okay and we get to be together for the car ride. The weather has been lovely lately and the place where he’s having the treatments has a very pretty garden area to admire while I wait. Sometimes I read or make a few calls, and sometimes I just enjoy being. Waiting develops patience and tolerance…and spaciousness. Ahh…
Thank you, Jane. I’m sorry for the circumstances by which you have to wait, but so appreciative that you have found the spaciousness in it all. That really sums up what this journey is all about. Ahhh…
Love your insightful writing. 💕 Thanks for allowing us to share our thoughts