It's been on this journey with my husband that I found the value of living in the moment, you can't really get a bigger prize then that. As long as I stay planted in this moment it pays out in peace, trust, love and joy, even in the dark days.
I am his caregiver, the keeper of all his medical information, the one who takes him to all the doctor appointments, who has sat for hours praying and waiting with our family members in the quiet waiting room sanctuary as he went through some horrific surgeries all for the sake of killing cancer and saving his life. I have sat with him during the long hours of infusion, and in the small waiting room while he got 5 weeks of daily radiation. I'm here for him at home in the ways that he needs me, and in the beginning, ways that he didn't need me! I am here to help him live through what seems like a series of bad dreams. We do things together, him and I. That's just the way it is.
One of my jobs as a caregiver is to take care of myself. Both are quite big jobs, but thankfully I do neither alone. I have a personal relationship with the God of my understanding who I turn to when I first wake up and then as needed during the day. When I end my day giving thanks for all it's blessings, I sleep like a baby which is also an important part of self care. Little sleep makes me loopy and cranky. I am not pretty when I am loopy and cranky! Since this is my blog, I will be talking alot about this God guy that I love soo dearly. Please replace the word God with anything that doesn't offend you if you object to my use of it.
Thank you for being a part of my journey,
Liz
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