It has been a very hectic year with so much happening in my life! Last year November we took my mother in law of 96 in, to live with us. She is now using a walker so cannot live alone anymore. Both my parents live with us on the farm, mom is 87 en dad is 86. My mother had a slight stroke last year and is having a hard time walking, but she keeps trying. Needless to say, being a care taker for the elderly takes it's toll. It is not that it is such hard work, it is the great responsibility one has with them in your care. It is the fear of finding one of them having passed away through the night. It is the constant reminder that you only have them with you but for a short time, and most of all it is a mirror in which I look each day, knowing that someday I too will be where they are! I am blessed, having both my parents at my age and for this I am thankful. God has been good all the time! Danie and I did however, manage a short break of two weeks and went to the Natal Coast at Umhlanga Rocks. It was great and the rest was like water to a thirsty soul. We have been back now for six weeks and guess what .......... I need a holiday again hahahaha. Living on a farm has its pros and cons of course. Family and friends flock to us to get out of the city life and since we have been back we have had non stop visitors! I often remind myself that this too soon shall pass. With all the hustle and bustle I have not been able to get back to my crafting since we have returned. Feel totally cut off from that which I love doing! Oh well, maybe perhaps more time in 2015?? Hmmmm I wonder!! It has been so hectic that I do not even get time to get to my blog!
November month is also just around the corner, and already I am feeling weepy. this year Karen will be gone 21 years. How did I get this far? I often chat to mothers on Face Book who have also lost children and I hear the pain they are going through. Loosing a child is the ultimate loss for anyone... Nothing can compare to it. I often want to tell them that it does get better with time, but then I remember how I felt when people said those empty words to me in the beginning. To grieve is a personal matter, and each one must grieve in their own time and space. Yes, 21 years, and still I have days that I miss her so terribly and wish I could turn back the clock in time. Will I ever forget that day? 26 November 1993? I think not!
