The Mother Visit Ends Today
Thank God for family. It's our doorway to the world.
Mom's surgery seems to have been successful---she's discharged by the doctor and allowed to fly home. I'm wheeling her to the checkpoint and waving goodbye for now.
I'm grateful to my Aunt...my aunts actually, who spent time with her and prayed and laughed and hugged. It's nice to have the visiting aunt and the aunt nearby who could put her up nearby me so I could visit and be supportive...from a distance.
There is only so much I can do at this time, given it all. I have no idea how folks take care of their parents. Or how parents take care of kids. I must read the book, hear the stories. This was a good way to start some experiential learning.
It took up a lot of space in my psyche for the last month? It's been a while. And I'm glad she's independent again, and I'll work on building the psychological capacity to be there for my parent, the way a parent is there for a child.
So disorienting this phase of life. This period when you switch from being taken care of, to taking care of the person who birthed you, who cleaned up the diapery mess.
And I'm glad I had the sanity and the close relatives to help me keep clear boundaries. And thanks to my supportive friends and mentors, we did this ok. It takes a village.
Live well.
Mom's surgery seems to have been successful---she's discharged by the doctor and allowed to fly home. I'm wheeling her to the checkpoint and waving goodbye for now.
I'm grateful to my Aunt...my aunts actually, who spent time with her and prayed and laughed and hugged. It's nice to have the visiting aunt and the aunt nearby who could put her up nearby me so I could visit and be supportive...from a distance.
There is only so much I can do at this time, given it all. I have no idea how folks take care of their parents. Or how parents take care of kids. I must read the book, hear the stories. This was a good way to start some experiential learning.
It took up a lot of space in my psyche for the last month? It's been a while. And I'm glad she's independent again, and I'll work on building the psychological capacity to be there for my parent, the way a parent is there for a child.
So disorienting this phase of life. This period when you switch from being taken care of, to taking care of the person who birthed you, who cleaned up the diapery mess.
And I'm glad I had the sanity and the close relatives to help me keep clear boundaries. And thanks to my supportive friends and mentors, we did this ok. It takes a village.
Live well.
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