Journal Entry
Sitting on the couch outside on the porch in the Berkshires. Nicer outside today, mid 60's, cloudy, a little windy. Looking out upon the meadow, birds chirping. It's 4pm.
Just returned from a 45 minute hike with Pluto. He jumped in the stream, laid down in the mud, and chased sticks. It was peaceful.
This morning I took my father to breakfast. French Toast with a side of Scrambled Eggs, and a Cappuccino. We chatted for an hour about his living situation, his health. It's nice to have some time with him, albeit brief.
Watching a loved one age is both a privilege and a heart-wrenching ordeal. On the one hand, we're lucky to be alive, to have each other, to have made it this far. To have our limbs, minds, hearts and souls. But on the other, enough time has passed that the relationship has changed. The realities of deteriorating health and mental state are apparent in every interaction. What was once simple is now difficult, and the mind resists that some doors in life are now closed forever.
Just returned from a 45 minute hike with Pluto. He jumped in the stream, laid down in the mud, and chased sticks. It was peaceful.
This morning I took my father to breakfast. French Toast with a side of Scrambled Eggs, and a Cappuccino. We chatted for an hour about his living situation, his health. It's nice to have some time with him, albeit brief.
Watching a loved one age is both a privilege and a heart-wrenching ordeal. On the one hand, we're lucky to be alive, to have each other, to have made it this far. To have our limbs, minds, hearts and souls. But on the other, enough time has passed that the relationship has changed. The realities of deteriorating health and mental state are apparent in every interaction. What was once simple is now difficult, and the mind resists that some doors in life are now closed forever.