Saturday, November 19, 2011
My Mema, the songbird...
I spent a special time with her today at her group home. She doesn't remember me.
But, I don't let that overwhelm me. Instead, I treasure each moment, each smile, each squeeze of my hand, and each hug.
She and some of the other residents and family members had a spontaneous sing along today.
I sang too. My heart overflowing with the treasure of hearing Mema sing like a song bird again. My heart is full to the brim with joy. Her memory may be fading, but my love for her is not.
She still smiles.
She still sings.
She still breathes.
I still love her.
There was an older couple there today. The wife is losing her memories.
But, he still loves her.
Some people my age think it is gross to see two elderly people kiss, but I say it is beautiful.
That is love.
To love when the one you love is fading as memories slip away.
To say I love you many more times in a day since she will forget that you said it after awhile.
To kiss her and tell her she is your darling.
He helps her sing the hymns they once sung for many years.
His eyes are filled with love for her.
Oh, to have a love lasting like that. A love like that is more precious than any sum of money.
A love that goes beyond the "what makes me happy" mentality.
A love that goes beyond the way they physically look.
A love that is faithful and staying even though I know a part of his heart must be breaking each time he has to leave her again. But, he knows it is best, so his love he will continue to profess and confess as long as he can.
My heart is brim full with joy as I tuck away these memories.
I'm so thankful for this time with her, everyone there, and my Daddy today.
I hope you are having a wonderful weekend full to the brim with joy.