I’m reminded today of the realities of age.
I knew that there would come a time I would have to face it.
But, I’m not ready for it.
Until now, the realities of my own age were simple – I have to be grown up and stuff.
But today, as one of my dearest loved ones sits in a hospital bed, I am faced with the harsh realities of age. I am reminded that our time here is only but a minute. I am reminded that I need to hold on tight and love fiercely to those I hold dear. I need to stop wasting time worrying about the things I can’t control and not living myself. I need to pay it forward more and take less. I need to make family a priority. I need to try to balance out the things that feed my soul instead of letting one take up the majority of my time.
It’s a reminder.
A reminder to take care of ourselves.
A reminder to take care of each other.
to live our best life.
This life is long and yet oh-so-brief.
I have hope that this hospital stay will be a short one. I am hoping they’ll find this pesky infection and snuff it out so Papa can go home. But I am reminded of the precious time I have left with him. I am reminded that he is in his 80’s and nothing is guaranteed. I am reminded that sometimes the realities of age are crummy……