This evening we took the kids to a local Hospice House to visit my husband's aunt Lois. She's been ill for a while, and we thought she would pass away a few weeks ago. She's responded to treatment, so we are blessed to have a little more time with her.
I was back home, hanging out in the internet world a bit, when I realized how far removed my life feels from hers. She doesn't have internet. She doesn't have a computer. She still has a phone with a cord, and an answering machine.
And yet her life is connected. She's connected with people rather than artificial faces and designs that create so much of my world. She has at least 5 or more visitors a day. If I was in the hospital, I don't know if I'd have more than 2 or 3 (my husband and kids!).
She lives in a house in the country that she has lived in since she was a teenager. Some of the furniture has changed; much of it has not. I'm in my sixth home in 8 years of marriage. And I'm still in the phase of gathering furniture and such.
There's more I could say, but I guess what I notice the most is her ability to be connected with her community of neighbors and family, and her contentment in the place she has lived for so long.
I hope I can learn to do the same.
2 comments:
I think this is an amazing post. :) I am happy that you are back to blogging. :)
WORD!!!!! Thank you for sharing. You know how good I am at keeping in touch...This was a convicting and refreshing memo on life. Thanks!
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