“Love is stronger then death even though it can’t stop death from happening, but no matter how hard death tries it can’t separate people from love. It can’t take away our memories either. In the end, life is stronger than death.”
Those who know me fairly well know that my mother and I were very close. In a previous post, I wrote about the mother and daughter bond. My Mother passed away December 2nd 2004, after her long battle with diabetes.
My mother was a fighter. I miss her. I only hope that I’m half the woman that she was.
Parent’s Wish is a touching four minute movie file. It is the message of all aging parents to their children. The song playing is, “You Raise Me Up” (by Josh Groban). Please be sure to have tissues nearby. The video made me cry.
A priest once said to me, “Old age is usually referred to as the golden years. I like to refer to them as the olden years, as there is no gold to be found in old age.” How right he was.
I can’t describe the pain that I still feel when I think about my Mother, but she certainly made me look at life and my role as a mother and wife differently. For that I’ll always be thankful.
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Hammer
// Feb 25, 2007 at 2:04 am
Sometimes olden can be golden when folks stop worrying about worthless things like work and money and concentrate on children and family.
Hammer
// Feb 25, 2007 at 2:07 am
Sorry to hear about your mom. It’s strange now that my parent’s are entering their 60’s I need to start preparing myself for these things. Diabetes is a hard way to go, just about everyone in my family has it.
Rose DesRochers
// Feb 25, 2007 at 2:29 am
I think what he is meant was as one ages they start to lose their dignity. My mother most likey saw herself living her golden years with my father not going to a nursing home and it was not my choice to send her there.
Can you image sharing a room with three other men and in the corner, a few souvenirs representing seventy years of your life?
What’s golden about being confined to a bed, and dribbling pureed food on a bib or having someone change your depends?
Suddenly they feel that they have become a burden to those that they love.
I’m not sure what is worse, living a life in prison on death row or living life in this nursing home
Aren’t they one of the same?
The only difference is that the crime they committed was growing old and they had no damn say in the matter.
I’m not scared of death. I’m scared of growing old.
I loved my mother with all my heart and I find comfort in knowing I was there for her and cared for her as she did me. It is hard watching the person who brought you into this world suffer so.
Hammer
// Feb 25, 2007 at 3:39 am
I understand what you mean now. I helped out caring for my wife’s dying grandmother. She was strong and independent until a couple of strokes.
It was so hard for her not being in up and active.
I think she wanted to just wanted to pass on instead of being dependent on others for everything.
We’ve been very lucky in our family so far always enough people to keep the sick and infirm at home with hospice care .
Viola
// Feb 25, 2007 at 7:42 am
Rose, this is beautiful and I think I want to write something about aging parents. I am so happy for you that you had a wonderful Mom and that you were close to her. It is a wonderful treasure that you hold in your heart and I am sure a gift that you will give to your children as well. Thank you so much for posting this.
I love coming to your site. You are always so uplifting and your sweet spirit shines through in your writings and thoughts. Thank you!
Jen
// Feb 25, 2007 at 6:06 pm
Thank you for sharing the video. I really needed to see it after having my parents over this weekend which included a visit to a relative in an alzheimer’s residence. It is hard to watch and listen to how their age has slowed them down physically. We are lucky that mentally, they are still pretty quick!
My job takes me into various Nursing homes and adult residences so I get to see a range of care. But when I leave, I do think about how you can live your life and have it all in just one room, one building at the end. It is a tough decision, one that I hope we won’t have to make for our parents.
carmen
// Feb 26, 2007 at 10:28 am
I’m sorry you lost your mom. I try not to even think about that happening in my life. It’s good that you had a good relationship when she was here with us.
Coll
// Feb 26, 2007 at 11:27 am
I have heard that getting old is not for the weak of heart.. and that is most likely very true. My mom turns 85 this year. Thankfully she is fairly independent but our roles have definitely reversed. I only hope that when I am old I am able to display it with as much dignity as my mom.
I lost my dad 7 years ago. The love in our hearts never dies.
Chris
// Feb 26, 2007 at 11:46 am
I’m sorry about your Mom. When we lose someone close to us, the memories are bittersweet. That pain and hurt of the loss never really goes away, I just think some days are better than others.
Beautiful video. Thanks for sharing that Rose.
Christine
// Feb 26, 2007 at 12:52 pm
Oh Rose, I am really sorry to hear about your Mom. What a beautiful tribute to your mother, she sounds like a very special person, very loving, and a very strong person to fight Diabetes. I know about Diabetes, and as a disease it hasn’t got the attention it deserves. I feel your sorrow. Diabetes, however manageable is still very damaging, and the medical treatments for complications are extremely costly. I’m finding more and more information about Diabetes, and the numbers of Type 1 Diabetics or Juvenille Diabetics are increasing rapidly. Just the other day my son told me, he wanted to “Quit being a Diabetic!” I almost started to cry! You know,I wish he could!:sad:
Rose DesRochers
// Feb 26, 2007 at 1:31 pm
Hammer, you are lucky. Not everyone can be so luck. Sometimes medical officials step in and make that decision for you.
Viola, Thank you!
Jen, I hope it is one that you will not have to make or one that someone makes for them without your say.
Carmen no one wants to think about it, but it happens.
Thanks Chris.
Christine, awww hun I wish your son could too.
Marcia
// Feb 26, 2007 at 3:57 pm
Rose, I am sorry that your mom was relegated to a nursing home before she died, my mother spent her last days sharing a room, she was the lucky one with the window, but as much as she loved the outdoors, I honestly don’t think she ever enjoyed the view. . .
You and your mother were lucky in the sense that you had a good relationship. I was as lucky, too. It makes a difference. I am glad she is still in your heart.
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