Monday, October 06, 2008
My wife and I had one of those conversations yesterday that fifty something couples have every now and then where we discuss how fast life is going by. Maybe it’s because when I look in the mirror I’m beginning to see a little gray hair.
Or maybe it’s because of the pictures I took yesterday of my wife and her mom while we were visiting her at the Assisted Living facility in which she lives.
The incredible thing is in what seems like just yesterday, I could have taken a picture of Kathy’s mom and her mom’s mom and it would have looked strikingly similar.
A case in point about time flying.
We moved to Warner Robins, GA in the spring of 2003. When we moved Mrs. Irene was driving to our house from Reynolds to visit. After a few months she moved in with us and lived with us about four years. In August of 2007, due to her declining health, her children made the decision to move her in the assisted living facility. She has never complained. In fact, every time we go there she talks about how her little apartment is just perfect for her.
For most of the past year, in spite of all our visits, she has called our house many times every day. And I’m sure she has called her other children just as often. But lately the calls have not been as often. And the lady who used to have an opinion about most everything is extremely quiet.
The mind is an amazing thing. With it we remember so much of our past that made us who we are. We remember what made us laugh and what made us cry and the people we loved and the people who influenced us. But when the mind starts to slip, the present moment becomes all so much more important.
On Sunday afternoon, the present moment translated to a spontaneous foot rub by a very appreciative and thankful daughter.
And that present moment spoke volumes to this husband and son in law.