“If you were born without wings, do nothing to prevent them from growing.”
― Coco Chanel
(little sparrow / Julie Cook / 2015)
So I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest.
Psalm 55:6
Aging parents
Alzheimers
Dementia
Failing health
Physical failings
Bills
Past due
Overdue
Banks
Credit cards
Creditors
Lawyers
Wills
Power of attorney
Insurance
Life insurance
Medicare
Caregivers
Physical therapy
Disliked doctors
An aging home
Burst sewer pipes
Waiting on the city
Repair companies
Trust
No trust
Two separate families
Differences
Demands
Tears
Fear
Dad
Step mother
Life
Death
Unhappy
Frustrated
Sad
Oh to have the wings of a bird. . .
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Julie, my friend, prayers for you and your family as you meet these challenges. God will be with you in all that you do as you seek God’s leading. Blessings.
You forgot – grateful to have my best friend/sister I never had – right beside me every step of the way ☺
Thank the Lord!!!!
Time for us to have lunch or little afternoon get together…when works???
I’m in Atlanta almost every day—-I’ll call you on my journey in tomorrow and touch base—
Oh my sweet, sweet little Georgia Peach. This is sooooo full of sadness and so I just couldn’t it the like button. What you are going through is so very hard, and I so wish I were there to help in someone if nothing else but to have a hug and a drink waiting at the door when you got home. As you walk through each trying and difficult day and moment, just keep telling yourself, “this too shall pass, this too shall pass, this too shall pass…” Much love and huge, huge hugs to my little sad and grey cookie!!!! ❤ ❤ ❤
Natalie—I got home late last night, having been so upset after a very frustrating day, and read your words and absolutely lost it–no one has ever said such sweet, and needed, words to me—thank you so much–it was a much needed hug from afar. . .
You are just so very welcome. I know how very hard this is. I went through a nightmarish end to my mother’s life, not only with her, but with my two sisters. It’s a long and ugly story that I try not to remember these days, but the sting of it is still harsh and I remember all to well the sense of betrayal by people I trusted and who were not supposed to turn against me. Like I said I just wish I were close enough to be some real help. I’d even be willing to tag along with you to these “meetings.” Take care, sweet lady, this too shall pass, and the bad guys do get their just desserts if not in this world then one day when they come before the Lord. Love you dearly, my sweet Peachy Poo. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤ ❤ ❤
Your in my thoughts and prayers….A big hug to my dear blogger-friend! ~ Laura