Oh Pam,
My heart aches for you. You are at the time in
your life when you have the bitter-sweet honor of parenting your mother. Such a role reversal! All
that love and care she took a lifetime pouring on you, now returns to her in
your loving actions. She relies on you more than either of you could ever have imagined.
You are her lifeline. It is a priceless gift you give. Yet it is a heavy yoke. I
remember waking up each morning wondering what the day would bring. Hearing the
phone ring would set me wondering “What now?” Dealing with Mom’s many emotions
without revealing my inner turmoil was a daily struggle. I had to be strong for
her because if she saw the chink in my armor, it added to her worries and concerns.
Then there were the days my heart yearned for my “real” mom. The one who raised
me. The one who was strong for me. The one who took care of me! And yes,
the one who through example showed what love looked like. The one who raised a
strong woman. So, mostly not feeling very strong, I cherished what she could
give me. A smile when I entered the room. A pat on the hand. A bony hug. A
flash of that wonderful sense of humor. Pam, the gift you are giving your mom
is wrapped with love and tenderness, as well as tears. Sweet memories and sweet heart-ache, kindness
and goodness. God’s light is shining through. My prayer for you during this emotionally
laden time is that you will feel God’s presence as he nurtures you soul.
Love you my friend
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