Inheritance

I always remember when my father first became ill. I watched this highly intelligent man begin to slur his words and take time not only to process but to respond to the simplest things. You watch that pattern again and again and it's hard not to break a little inside.

I have been blessed throughout my life to have the love and support of good family and friends. I am essentially a very private person and will keep most people at arms length. I found solitude several years ago beginning to write and then continuing this blog. I have found the words that I am not able to verbally communicate come easier to me when I write. Sure, my English and punctuation are poor, I realise that, but that's not what this is about....... For me it's about organising thoughts feelings, beliefs and experiences. I am not brave because I write like this, just honest with regards to my thoughts and feelings.........

I am essentially watching the same downward spiral with my mum. All she can think about is making sure that I am looked after when she passes and that I will not have the chaos to get my head around like I did when my father passed. All I can think about is that I hope she is not suffering and that when her time does come, god takes her into the palm of his hand..........

Even though she is going through all of this she has a great sense of humour and the calm of acceptance about her. I've said this before about the era that she came from, but, I truly remark at their resilience, acceptance and understanding of the hand that they have been dealt. Over the years I have gained some understanding of it and have adapted this into my life. This is something that I am truly grateful for that my parents passed on to me..............

Mother Teresa once wrote; 

" At the end of life we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made, how many great things we have done. We will be judged by 'I was homeless and you gave me to eat, I was naked and you clothed me, I was homeless and you took me in.' Hungry not only for bread - but hungry for love. Naked not only for clothing - but naked for human dignity and respect. Homeless not only for want of a room of bricks - but homeless because of rejection."