I heard a beautiful song today about nurturing an aging father as he faces the progression of Alzheimer’s. While my own dad has not been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, he does have advanced heart disease and kidney failure.
When I went through the divorce from hell back in 2013, and faced the single parent life during my middle aged years, we decided to build a multi-generational home. I bought a house that I could afford on my teacher’s salary (so not a huge or fancy house). We are a little cramped, but everyone has a space of their own.
Since we started this adventure, I have loved every minute. My parents and I have truly gotten to know each other as whole people, not just as our family roles. I have learned more than I ever imagined. With my dad’s failing health, there is an ever present need to pass on the knowledge of how to fix things, should they break. I have become the chosen one for this imparting of knowledge.
I am thankful for every day that I get to spend with my parents!