This thought came via Facebook from a connected friend. I reflected on the past weeks and the small moments that lifted my spirits. Small moments to those who went beyond to help us, from a local pal who calls often just to chat and check in to the friends who came twice and mulched up the leaves with their mowers, pulverizing them into the grass. They would not take a dime in payment. Said they will come back and rake the rest. I know they will if I ask...it is good to be able to rely on someone.
We never know what effect we can have on others. I was humbled with appreciation, small for her but huge for me especially at the moment. here are friends who will come and sit with Jerry if I have a medical appointment, etc. It relievers me to have someone here, gives me assurance and that is priceless.
Another friend shared the name and number of a gal who can do outside work and who has been helping on their farm. She, Megan, came and worked to clear out the leaves that fell and was very handy. She is a single Mom making money to help support her family and found a place in my heart. She also has a female Great Dane, Sequoia, who accompanies her everywhere and which lifted my spirits...shades of CA days with my wonderful old Great Dane Ace. Meantime the relentless winds of the weekend have brought tons of leaves from all over to our front, I will have Megan return to deal with them but yesterday I removed 2 cartloads just from in front of our garage.... Small moments all but they do make a difference.
I think about the Alabama group, and their song years ago, Angels Among Us, Truly that is what all these and other people who bring us foods from soup to cookies, bottles of wine. sandwiches and more to brighten our days. This is a link to the You Tube of the song, it can still make me teary eyed. https://www.youtube.com/watch? app=desktop&feature=youtu.be&v=y_4Xfj2LRSA I believe there are angels among us, sent downnn to us from somewhere up above, they come to you and me in our darkest hour.....
I pray I never forget to recognize these angels and God's hand of comfort while we walk this valley of the shadow. Jerry's weekend has been a rollercoaster and the swing continues today, Saturday he slept all day, by Saturday night he was in agony with prostrate tormented from morphine to help his breathing, needed a catheter a midnight visit from another hospice nurse. Sunday he was awake, alert, hungry and eating well...today he is sleepy again but did enjoy talking with his longest pal from CA and AF days back starting in June 1960 at McClellan AFB. I shared with my priest yesterday that sometimes I feel there is a demonic presence trying to discourage me and I pray fervently then, it is as my grandma said,"that devil lurks waiting to grab us"...this I cannot allow. As another friend who recently lost her hubby to Alzheimers shared, "when our bodies betray us we have no choice but to fight" Julie knows because she has been fighting her myeloma for years, she is the bravest person I know yet she encourages others...takes time to do that.. Yes indeed we are given more than we can handle, God alone knows why, we humans will never fathom.
