Being a caretaker for your parent as they’re at the end of their life it such a weird form of grief.
Not only am I losing my dad, but it feels like I'm losing "my child," too.
I've been feeding him, cleaning him, planning events for him, protecting him, and anything he needed help with.
He's still my dad, but our relationship changed, and I was caring for him like he did for me when I was a kid.
I know other caretakers probably have a better way to describe this, but it is all still fresh. He was given his terminal diagnosis just a few days ago. Even though it feels a lifetime ago.
(Also, please note that if you send sympathy, it's appreciated, but I probably won't respond. I don't have the emotional or mental capacity at the moment 💛)
On this first day of March 2024, I was fortunate enough to witness a beautiful sunrise on my way to work. It made me realize how often we take the little things in life for granted. We tend to overlook the simple pleasures that are right in front of us, and we forget to appreciate them. But today, I was reminded of the importance of noticing and feeling blessed by the everyday occurrences that bring us joy and happiness. This small moment in my day lifted my mood and gave me a boost of positivity. Let us all take a moment to appreciate the beauty around us and find joy in the everyday things! 🩵
Take a moment to slow down and look around, there's beauty everywhere. The way the sun gazes warmly on earth, the breath of wind brushing against your skin, the smile of nature through her palette of colours. It's the pleasure of simple things in life.