I have just returned from a trip to Virginia to visit with my mom. At 97 years of age, it is still a blessing beyond measure to sit and talk with mom. Our conversations are not like they used to be when we'd grab a rocking chair out on the porch and rock for hours sharing our lives. These days our visits are spent wondering if she'll remember me, what mood or mental condition I will find her, or will we be surprised that she is totally in the present and wanting to hear all about what's going on in our lives and those of our children.
If you haven't experienced this journey with one or both of your parents, then be thankful this has not come knocking on your door. But if it has, just remember that one day all of this will cease. If your loved one knows Jesus, one day they will be whole, there will be no more pain, no dementia, no inability to walk, and they will be introduced to their heavenly home in glory. Where, as mama says, she'll be waiting at the gate for us to follow.
I'm thankful I have mom, but even more thankful that mama knows Jesus and one day we will spend all eternity together praising His Holy Name! Wonder if there will be rocking chairs??