When I started this blog, 7 months ago, my dad had just died. Even when death is imminent, the loss of a parent is life-changing. Feelings of loss seem to arise at unexpected moments. I even miss the time that I spent visiting the hospital and my involvement in the world of the Extended Care Unit. Before my dad became a resident of ECU, I had never really seen the frail elderly who are just like you and me except that they are older.
There is a tendency in our society to close our eyes to ageing and the aged. When I used to walk down the corridor to my dad's room, I passed a lady who was always reading. To my mum, I referred to her as "The Reading Lady." Last year, at the Harvest Lunch, the Lady said a prayer and she was an extremely articulate woman. In twenty years, my friends and I may be residents of ECU, some of us frail in body, some of us suffering from cognitive impairment. But we will still be us!
At the end of September, I will be leaving the West Coast to experience Fall in New England. I will travel to Québec where I spent a summer in 1969 with a family who spoke only French and who were an influence on my life in French. We had great fun at their chalet on Lake Magog near Sherbrooke. In Québec City, I shall board a ship to explore the Maritime provinces, New England, down to the Panama Canal ending up in San Diego. I really do not know what to pack!
This summer has been a difficult one for me for a lot of reasons. We all have issues in our lives that are painful to deal with so we simply use activities or pleasures as distractions. I have contacted a counsellor to work with me to deal with my unhealed emotional wounds. The theme for my small discipleship group for September is Reconciliation with a view to addressing the conflicts in our lives that threaten our relationships.
September is probably a too short month to "fix my life" but I am nothing if not persevering.