Bit O' Love

I think that my mom is the unsung hero(ine) of my dad's whole story.

It's my mom who changes the bag that drains his left kidney.
It is she who also cleans the tube that comes out his back and attaches to that bag.
She does this nightly.
It is Paula who takes care of the problem with his feet. Puts the lotion on him and wraps the foot with plastic.
It is she who monitors all his many pills. For without her, he would overdose because of the pain.

It's my mom who is washing the linens and towels every day so that he has no risk of infection.
It is she who kicks their last cat off the bed at night.
And listens to her cry.
It is Paula who drives him 3 hours to chemo and 3 hours back back every week.
It is she who must give all the updates and be responsible for all the information.

What a woman! I've never been so proud of her in all my life. I didn't know she had it in her. But her love pouring out into and on my dad is a sweet offering. My friend, Jenny, told me tonight she saw my mom breaking an alabaster jar over Christ when she is helping my dad. How precious. And praise be to the Lord, Gayle tonight heard God say that HE is going to heal my father and work a miracle! I accept that! I believe! I can't wait to see how big it is!

Okay to the love part. Oh, did you think that I already addressed that? No...what I'm about to tell you is something I might just cherish for the rest of my life. Long after my parents pass away (in God's appointed time), I will remember something my mom said last night. She said she couldn't talk long because dad was in the shower and she doesn't get much of a break lately. But she had a few minutes to talk. When he gets out he needs assistance right away. So we talked a few. And then she said, "Oh, I hear him getting out of the shower. I better go get my little man."

That may not sound odd to you, but to me...those were words of grace and healing to my soul. I have never heard my mom use a term of endearment or affection towards my father. That would be the first! 29 years...PRAISE GOD for the changes happening in them both! I love how through this they are becoming one and softening to each other. I know there is so much I do not see because I am not there...but I know God is with them and even though it is painfully tough...they are being changed through God's grace and love.