Monday, May 18, 2009

Coming Home

Today is a good day. This afternoon I went over to my parent's house to see my mom and to clean the upstairs bedroom. My oldest son arrived home from Minnesota this evening. He stays in the attic bedroom at Grandma's house when he is in town. Before he moved to Minneapolis it was his home. I can't wait to see his smiling face and give him a great big hug! (That's what moms do and grown up boys never mind. They like hugs from Mom.)

My own mother is growing old. Although it is difficult to watch and hard to admit, it is still true. I watched her struggle to catch her breath in church last night as we sat and talked after the evening service. She has been on oxygen for the past eight years and her condition is progressive, but she is okay. She knows that Jesus loves her and heaven is waiting. I hope she stays with us for years to come, but I know there is a reality to life that we often don't want to face. I pray that I will be able to cherish the time we have left.


  1. Hooray that Jim is coming home.

    :( that mom's condition is progressive. I'm so happy that she knows Jesus and has so much to look forward to in eternity, although I can't imagine life here without her.

  2. I know that thrill when a child is coming home and it is wonderful!

    I know what it is like to have a mother with a lingering illness.
    Lots of love and hugs for her too!

  3. Oh, I feel for you about your mother!! Thank goodness she knows where she's going, it does make it more peaceful when the time comes. But, it's still so difficult, to see them grow more tired. We've known them all our lives, and we need them around! I truly hope you'll have yours for a long time.