tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4280511778336787717.post3556022223174073244..comments2023-05-06T10:29:11.028-04:00Comments on Tales from the Sandwich Chronicles: Making Sense of It AllMeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17247373755249542138noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4280511778336787717.post-81502828327549092152011-11-28T12:41:10.418-05:002011-11-28T12:41:10.418-05:00I love your "take charge dad".
I have on...I love your "take charge dad".<br />I have one of those, too.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15985522830610197074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4280511778336787717.post-1141895981161837702011-11-27T19:00:45.756-05:002011-11-27T19:00:45.756-05:00I love the reverence you have for your parents as ...I love the reverence you have for your parents as they go through this stage in their lives. You are a wonderful daughter Meg.fullsoulahead.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04053261523883986863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4280511778336787717.post-60838804707760744172011-11-27T18:42:04.089-05:002011-11-27T18:42:04.089-05:00And this is much of what I was thinking as I sorte...And this is much of what I was thinking as I sorted...who they were; who they are; what they will be.Meghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17247373755249542138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4280511778336787717.post-74842222369346191332011-11-27T18:29:33.635-05:002011-11-27T18:29:33.635-05:00You know, as much as I'm in there, mentally an...You know, as much as I'm in there, mentally and emotionally with you, the kids, I have even deeper feelings for the losses your parents are experiencing and how we (I don't mean YOU; I mean "society") expect those who are ill or aging to capitulate to the diminishments of their increased years. That is, we so often see the work that goes into caregiving and showing up for the aged that we forget the agonizing process of becoming less than we once were. I know myself as a certain person. I drive. I work. I create things. I have active engagements with the world. But how will I be when the world demands that I no longer drive, work, create, engage? Will I be gracious about those losses? Or will I suddenly develop the empathy that can elude people still in the flush of life? Will I suddenly realize how awful it is to accept that my world is shrinking? Will I find a way to accept that, or will I just be crochety as hell?<br /><br />We don't need to answer that last. But I am trying to be empathetic now. I look at the things taken away from those whose lives are shrinking, and my heart breaks for the way they are asked--so flippantly--to redefine themselves, to let go of who they've always been.<br /><br />Again, this is not directed at you at all; it's just what I thought about as I was reading and what I've been thinking about as we've watched my husband's four grandparents close out their lives in recent years.Jocelynhttp://omightycrisis.comnoreply@blogger.com