Bitter Sweet Days

This week we are with our family in Virginia.  Father's health is rapidly declining and together we are caring for him.  These are bittersweet days.

 

When we ask father if he is in pain he usually shakes his head slowly and softly says no.  He sleeps a lot and this is a comfort.

We are having sweet times as we share past memories and there is more laughter in these walls than tears.

Oren Jr. and Mark making breakfast.

 

 

Uncle Willard dropped in yesterday and joined us girls shelling peas.

Last night we were treated to lattes by Rebecca.

Emily is excited about practicing her machine quilting on this quilt top that Barbara pieced.

I love the twinkle in the grandchildren's eyes. 

  

 We have been encouraged a lot by the way Father has responded to and handled these difficult times.  All of us are drawn to him with tenderness as he tries hard to respond well to the pain and misery.   This is a time when we are sharing precious times right along side the diffcult ones.  Though we love our Father, we are asking God to take him home.  We appreciate your prayers for us.
Posted by Polly