I remember when each of my grandparents got sick and eventually passed away. Even now, it's interesting how things change and you're living a new "normal." It is suddenly (and slowly, over time) the new way that things are. It is now "normal" for my dad to be sick. It is now "normal" for my mom to be helping take care of him. It is now "normal" for us kids to be visiting them in the hospital, to be cleaning the house for Mom and Dad, to be worrying and wondering how they are doing.
Funny how the new "normal" and the old "normal" can be so different, yet how there is a good thing about each. I'm grateful that we kids can be closer to Mom and Dad during this time. I'm grateful for the new bonds that are being forged because of new needs. And I'm grateful for the new things I learn about myself as I'm pushed to find babysitters, work shorter hours, and make our income stretch further. There is a divine design in it all.
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