While I love spring and all the newness that comes with it. The budding and blooming, birds singing, baby critters exploring unfamiliar territory. The cold winter winds being replaced by the warm spring sunshine.
No pictures today. Only words from my heart. If you never read another post I write, please read this one.
This time of year is also the hardest for me.
It is the time of year that I lost both of my parents. Just three years ago.
Dad in March and Mom four weeks later in April.
Although I knew Dad was in the final days of his life, no amount of preparation is enough for the end.
And I knew that Mom would not stick around long after Dad’s death. I didn’t expect her to give up so soon.
The feelings that followed were not expected. They were, and continue to be something I experience. Although it gets easier, it is never obsolete.
The loneliness and emptyness are something I cannot get used to.
Sure, I have The Captain, my kids and grandkids, whom I love dearly.
But there is an emptyness that follows after losing both your parents that I cannot put into words.
From the day you are born, they are always there. A place to share the joys and triumphs in life. And a place to run for solace when things aren’t so joyous.
A shoulder to cry on, a sounding board, your own personal advice counselor. Forever sharing an unquestionable love, a love between parent and child that is like no other.
Calming your fears and sharing your tears.
Then they are gone.
They’re no longer there to call and share good news. To calm you when your teetering on the edge. To tell you to look for that silver lining in the dark cloud hovering above.
And no one to help you look after a brother who has never looked after himself, causing him health problems that could have been prevented, had he thought into the future and cared a little more for himself.
A brother who has no family, no wife or kids. No one but you to turn to.
I spent Saturday night at the hospital, worrying about a brother who lay comotose with no explanation why.
I came home to find him unconscious on the floor. No obvious reason why.
First thought is diabetic shock.
Further testing reveals this not to be the true.
As I write this, he is still unconscious in the ICU department at our local hospital. Hopefully, testing will reveal the cause.
Maybe it will reveal more than expected.
Because of this, I ask each and every one of you to evaluate your health and your lifestyle.
See if there are changes that need to be made. And make them!
For your health.
For quality of life.
For a long life with your loved ones.
And for the ones left to tend to you.
How you live is up to you. The question is simple.
Do you want to live life to the fullest and go out with a bang?
Or, do you want to be left unable to care for yourself? Being taken care of by family, friends or worse yet, by strangers in a nursing home?
Make your choices while you still can. Before you know it, it will be too late to turn back.
And know that I, too, will be making the same evaluations for me AND my family. And changing what needs to be changed.
Here at Twisted Fencepost, I only want the best for each and every one of my cyber friends.
I love you all!
So start your evaluations and get those changes made while you can!