Shifting Tides

When you can’t change the direction of the wind — adjust your sails

H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

When I began this blog, I was in the midst of an incredible journey that tested me like no other. The winds blew in storms as I stood on shifting sand. The lightning strikes had names such as Alzheimer’s Disease, vascular dementia and cancer. Thunder rumbled in the distance whispering “this is more than you can bear”. A choice had to be made. I couldn’t control the storm, but I could change my reaction.

The storms finally abated leaving emptiness as I tried to process the heart wrenching pain.

You have walked with me as I shared part of my story. Most of it will only be known by my wonderful husband and closet friends. I have been open and honest. Writing has allowed me to work through grief and consider how all of the shifting sand made me stronger.

I stepped away from writing for a bit to enjoy life again. My decisions of what to do will be shared later in this post.

On our farm spring is a busy season. Nineteen acres abounds with wild blackberries, privet, weeds, fireants, snakes and opportunities to transform that chaos into lovely raised beds full of chard, lettuce, carrots, kale, herbs and garlic. We even used the chain saw and rediscovered our overgrown barn on the far corner near the woods.

The labor has been intense, but we know how rewarding it will be to enjoy the fruits of our labor. Only one grocey store sells chard. Can you believe even the farmers market doesn’t sell it? I am truly a southern girl, however my palette for greens is not limited to turnip greens and lettuce. I even saute lambs quarters and throw dandelions into salads.

A trip to the bay was enjoyed immensely. We set crab traps, fished and watched dolphins. On a whim, we stayed an extra week. It felt amazing not having to find someone to be on call if a parent had an emergency. That freedom helped me realize my role as caregiver had truly limited vacations and travel. Guilt tried to creep in as I reflected over the peace I now have. The tides have shifted and I am content knowing I have no regrets over the caregiving years.

As a seasoned caregiver, I can assure you that your hard work as a caregiver will be rewarded by small moments such as a shared laugh or hug when you know you have connected. I can assure you that you will survive. I can assure you that God walks with you. I can assure that life will change as you move on.

I am better equipped to offer encouragement, advice, comfort and education to others on the path of caregiving because of what I have experienced first hand. I have spent sleepless nights struggling with decisions or answering phone calls in the wee hours of the morning. I have answered the same question over and over and over again. I have watched a loved one cry out in pain when they can no longer tell you where they hurt. I have cried so many tears that I was numb by the time God called my parents, in-laws and cherished aunts and uncles home. I have been punched, hit and cursed at by a disease that robbed me of a loving parent. I get the demands and challenges you face.

My next adventure is beginning. I will be renaming this blog and will let you know when this happens. A pod cast featuring guests is in the beginning stages and two book ideas are in my head waiting to be on paper. I will continue to lead a local support group and am considering a google meet support group. This is the way my loved ones will live on in my heart and be honored. They instilled a faith in God in me and modeled a life of compassion, generousity, resilence and love that I now want to share.

I hope that each of you realize that you are amazing. You are able to meet the demands of caregiving. You didn’t seek this job. No one would. You aren’t perfect. Neither am I. Together we can encourage each other.

It is with excitement that I ask you to join me on my new adventures. You could be my guest as the podcast launches. You may want to join the google meet group. Leave comments if you would like to be a part of these.

Word for Today

Psalm 4:8

In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, Lord, make me dwell in safety.

Song for Today

Prayer for Today

Dear God,

I come to you with a grateful heart. You walked with me each moment as a caregiver. You spoke into my heart in the darkest moments when I felt helpless and afraid. I ask now that you do the same for caregivers aroound me. Reassure them that you have equipped them for the task. Let peace reign in their hearts and home.

Amen

When My Plan Doesn’t Work

While working on building projects with my husband, I learned the importance of fine tuning as we go. Measure twice and cut once. Check for levelness and squareness. Hold your breath when trimming with paint. Wear your grubby clothes. Use a drop cloth. Have a shop vac handy. Having the right tools is also vital. Hand planers, levels and safety glasses are always nearby for when we need them. The finished product is well worth the effort and time spent. You watched a plan come together and smiled at the finished product.

If only caregiving worked the same way! You can plan, carry out the plan and then find there is no fine tuning that can make life turn out as you thought it should. You cannot just sand off the edges when raw emotions erupt into anger and frustration. The breakfast you lovingly prepared because your spouse seemed to enjoy it immensely yesterday is pushed aside and they refuse to eat. You shopped for a few new shirts and your husband refuses to wear anything except the one he has worn for three days.

I found a book from my senior year of high schoool. The five year plan I set for myself was to go to college and get married. I check that one off. The ten year plan was to buy a house and have children. Check again! Then life happened fast and furious. Before I knew it the kids were off to college and our nest was empty.

We had a flurry of weddings and grandchildren. All was going according to what I had expected. Then I noticed my mom just wasn’t herself. My heart was gripped with the words Alzhiemer’s Disease. Caregiving was not in my plan for many years down the road. I couldn’t push the schedule back. Adjustments had to be made quickly. For the early years of the caregiving journey, frequent visits, prepping meals for the freezer to help dad, taking care of doctor visits, monitoring finances online and hiring help for my parents worked.

My time was being split between my parent’s home 6 hours from mine and my own home. Trips to visit grandchildren became less frequent. We made a couple of major adjustments. We moved near our grandchildren and my husband was able to work from home and travel with me. This cut my trip to 3 1/2 hours each way.

In the end, my parents were both declining. I moved them to an assisted living and nursing home close to me. Visits were then daily. My mom was in end stage with Alzheimer’s and my dad struggled with mini strokes, diabetes and incontinence.

I know that I never had to provide full 24 hour care like many of you do every day. I do know my mind was always questioning things. Did I give my husband enough time? What am I missing out on with my children and grandchildren? Did I leave food prepared and clothes washed for my husband and my parents? How many more hours do I have to fight traffic? When is the next doctor’s appointment? It felt like I was on one of those round spinning wheels we used to play on as a child. I had run around and around and then hopped on to ride. Grasping tightly to the metal bar, I held on so I wouldn’t fall off.

In the midst of my trying to plan for whatever happened, I came to realize I could not plan for all of the twist and turns ahead. I had to trust God with the plan. I had to let Him fine tune and adjust me for things to work. He then held me tightly so the ride of life would not throw me off.

Some of you have feelings of guilt and inadequacies. Recently I read another blog for caregivers. A caregiver felt like a failure. When asked why, her response will make you smile. She failed to give her husband a daily bath. Wow! I consider one every third day a success. You make great plans, but life as a caergiver shows you they don’t always work. Continue to plan but have several backup plans as well. Trust God to guide you and hold you tight.

Word for Today

Jeremiah 29:11

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

Song for Today

Prayer for Today

Dear God,

I humble myself and ask for you to move the mountains that I cannot move. I will rest in your arms and let you hold me close while I witness your work in my situations.

Amen