“To love someone deeply is to learn the art of holding on and letting go—sometimes at the very same time.” ~Unknown Nothing has softened me—or challenged me—like caring for my ninety-six-year-old mother as she slowly withdraws from the world.
I thought I was strong, but this is a different kind of strength—one rooted in surrender, not control. She once moved with rhythm and faith—attending Kingdom Hall for over sixty years, sharp in mind and dressed with dignity.
She’s a fine and good Christian woman, often compared to Julie Andrews for her beauty and radiant grace. But now, she rarely gets out of her robe.
She sleeps through the day. The services she once cherished are left unplayed. She says she’s tired and feels ‘off.’ That’s all.
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