Thursday, December 19, 2013

A Grandchild's Gift






A Grandchild’s Gift

 
 
 
 
 
 


 

Over the past several months something extraordinary has been happening between my God child Rachel and her nana and papa. I believe this ‘extraordinary’ is God’s hand working to reveal His love. I have written this letter with one intention…….and that is to share with you what I believe is the hand of Christ at work in our family…….through a seventeen year old girl. Each one of us as nana & papa’s adult children and each one of you as grandchildren have “gifts” that God has given us/you and it is our job to find those gifts in ourselves and in each other and to share these gifts. I am simply going to point out one gift that I have seen in Rachel over the past few months; a gift that has brought me to wonder, a gift that has inspired me and a gift that has brought me to tears on more than one occasion. 

For the past few years I have tried to understand “care” from God’s perspective and not from my own.

How can it be that a seventeen year old girl would willingly leave her home to go live with her grandparents in their home? To go at a time when nana and papa are reaching a season in life where independence is becoming more difficult and the stereotypical and societal darkness of “oldness/aging” casts a dark shadow where most of us would try to avoid both in thought and in physical reality. When I reflect on my life at age 17, I see nothing even close to what Rachel is doing. In fact, what I see is “me” and what could I do or what could someone else do for…”ME.” In all honesty as I look back to my teenage years, I see the center of “selfishness.” I don’t think there was a more selfish time of my life and so to see someone at this age so devoted to family, specifically her own grandparents strikes me as abnormal. I do not regret my teenage years but I now see something in Rachel that I adore and respect and I hope each one of us will take note of what God is doing in her life and to thank God for this.

This year “2013” has been a very trying year for both nana and papa, mainly due to nana’s failing heart valve, her recent diagnosis of dementia and most recently the fall she had on Thanksgiving that required hospitalization. But, also for the change in role for papa who was the one perhaps we all thought was the center of concern for needing care. Papa should still be at the center of concern for care but not so much for the care he needs but for the care he is giving to nana. This care that papa is giving is not so much the physical care but the emotional care and support that a true companion and friend gives. This kind of care requires a very high level of patience, understanding and kindness. The greatest gift we could all give nana and papa now is the ‘gift of time.’ Their lives have been richly blessed with family, travel, material possessions and now the gift it seems that they enjoy most is time spent with their children and grandchildren. I pray that I too someday will have children or grandchildren that will care for my wife Kate and for me the way Rachel is caring for her grandparents. Each child and grandchild has a gift to give to nana and papa and that gift is time and attention. Whether it is time spent on the phone, time spent writing a card or making a gift or time spent in their presence focused on them, I believe ‘time’ is the greatest gift we can give nana and papa. Time alone though is not what matters. It is our “attention”…. not attention to ourselves but attention focused on them, nana and papa. This is difficult especially at a time when there are so many distractions from TV, iPhones, iPads, iToy, iMe, “I”…..”I”…..”I.” 

In the photo on the front page, who do you think God is calling you to be? The woman who is being served….. or the one who is serving?

Trying to live with humility,

Rob  
 

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Dear Mom


November 13, 2013

Dear Mom,
Just thought I would send you a note to tell you that I love you. You have done such a great job caring for each and every one of your children….and your husband. Thank you for allowing us to care for you. We always have and we always will.

Your son,

Rob



If only we could slow down enough to....


Sunday, June 2, 2013

A woman who exemplified care

For those of you who worked with Hilary, one of our beloved caregivers, I wanted to let you know that she passed away last week from cancer. Hilary was born in Belgaum, India in 1939, the daughter of Col. Gerald Sanders and Cicely (Wilson) Sanders. She attended Nursing School in Bristol, England, where she later worked as a nurse. While in Bristol, she met and married Peter Wood. Their journey together would later take them back to India, where they helped bring safe drinking water to rural India. They then moved to Madison, where she further developed her skills in the ancient art of Batik. In 1979, they moved to a farm in Blanchardville, which further expanded her appreciation for nature; animals, plants and birds. In the later part of her life, she enjoyed helping people at hospice and as a companion to the elderly. Hillary will be missed greatly.

Thursday, May 30, 2013

Losing a great caregiver to cancer

Two weeks ago today, we lost a dear friend and fellow coworker 'Patti Berger' who passed away. She will be missed dearly and I will always remember her "gentle" spirit and her incredible gift of "listening," both rare in our culture today. We will miss you Patti.

Friday, April 12, 2013

55th Wedding Anniversary

My mom and dad are celebrating their 55th wedding anniversary today. Their commitment and love for one another continues to inspire me, their five adult children and their 17 grandchildren...and many others. If your marriage is falling apart, you need to spend time with my mom and dad. I would consider them EXPERTS in marriage.....not perfect people....but experts. They have created a LEGACY. Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad. I will always love you.

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Never giving up on love....

TRUE LOVE ..(A Doctor's note) Must Read n share :) It was approximately 8.30 a.m. on a busy morning when an elderly gentleman in his eighties arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9.00 a.m. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat. I knew it would take more than an hour before someone would to able to attend to him. I saw him check his watch anxi...ously for the time and decided to evaluate his wound since I was not busy with another patient. On examination, the wound was well healed. Hence, I talked to one of the doctors to get the supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. We began to engage in a conversation while I was taking care of his wound. I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment later as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no and said that he needed to go to the nursing home to have breakfast with his wife. I inquired about her health. He told me that she had been in the nursing home for a while as she was a victim of Alzheimer's disease. I probed further and asked if she would be upset if he was slightly late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was and she had not been able to recognize him since five years ago. I asked him in surprise, "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?" He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is." I had to hold back my tears as he left. I had goose bumps on my arm, and I thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life." True love is neither physical nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. This story and photo is from a Facebook post on 'Positively You' https://www.facebook.com/PositivelyYou/info