My biggest goal to make it to my daughter’s 20th birthday at the end of July. I’m fighting with all I have.
Hope everyone is having a great day. Thanks for the overwhelming amount of prayers and love.
I’m home resting and mostly pain free. When I got to the hospital last week the Drs said we will give you fluids and send you home to hospice. I was not ready to lay down yet.
Worked with the medical team and we found some short term solutions.
Every step is a finish line. I pray you cross many.
WHEN PARENTS GET OLD ... Let them grow old with the same love that they let you grow ...
Let them speak and tell repeated stories with the same patience and interest that they heard yours as a child ...
Let them overcome, like so many times when they let you win ...
Let them enjoy their friends just as they let you …
Let them enjoy the talks with their grandchildren, because they see you in them ...
Let them enjoy living among the objects that have accompanied them for a long time, because they suffer when they feel that you tear pieces of this life away ...
Let them be wrong, like so many times you have been wrong and they didn’t embarrass you by correcting you ...
LET THEM LIVE and try to make them happy the last stretch of the path they have left to go; give them your hand, just like they gave you their hand when you started your path! (“Honor your mother and father and your days shall be long upon the earth”.) - God
@McpeakRichie I feel so fortunate to have met you on this platform and be one of your cheerleaders from the sidelines! Your tenacious spirit and strong will inspires me each time I read one of your posts. My family is praying for you! 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
Yesterday I had an exceptionally busy day and when I got home around 7 pm, I felt unsettled. I kept pacing and finally decided to go for a walk before dinner even though I had worked out early that morning. I walked for an hour and listened to Rabbi Sacks speak about the potential for cooperation between science and religion. Somehow, I wandered off my normal path. On my way back, I heard music in the backyard of a house, and as I got closer, I realized it was the song my uncle James used to sing in our family gatherings. We lost him to Multiple Myeloma many years ago- but it seems like yesterday. I sat on the sidewalk and listened to the song and cried and thought how much I miss him every day. He was the person I called first when something great happened in life. He is also the first person I called when 9-11 hit, as he loved history and politics. Yesterday morning, a memory of how he gave me money to go to medical school popped up on Facebook. We live in a harsh physical world, working, struggling, rushing, solving problems. But, there is also an infinite spiritual world that reaches out to us and can be heard only when we are ready, or when our hearts are broken. Your loved ones are never gone. They are right there by your side. Only if you listen. They send messages, in subtle ways. Your deceased mother or father or uncle or sibling or best friend- they all talk to you in your sleep, in the words of a post, in a song playing in someone's backyard. When you love someone, no distance can get in the way.