The dis-ease of change

Date: 30th January 2018

I’ve been reflecting … when do we outgrow the desire to want our mum? For over 60 years my mum has been the one who nurtured, scolded, and sacrificed her own needs to fulfil mine. We have become friends, something I thought impossible when I was 15 years old! The force that is my mother never diminishes, regardless of age, or physical frailty. We laugh, but the laughter gets thin sometimes. I see her struggle to accept that she is 30-something on the inside, and frail and limited on the outside.
I’ve come to realise that ageing is a process … it creeps up on us. Inside we feel the same, yet the mirror reflects a different image.
What’s my role in this process? Learning to be grateful for the mum I have now, not what was.
Where’s God in this process? EVERYWHERE. In the smiles, the laughter, the memories, the heartbreak of change. The sacred space that is relationship is where God inhabits.
I am grateful I see it! I pray I will remember it!

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