I've just returned from a long visit with my family. My mother's dementia is advancing and it was heartbreaking for me to see this once vibrant expansive woman so bitter and defeated. It's a tragic situation without a happy ending. Yet, my family keeps together. I was able to see my father, mother, sister, niece, and two nephews plus several family friends. All of us worked together to make my mother more comfortable in her house and make caring for her easier on my father. In such a difficult time, I am so grateful that my family gets along well with each other. Fights or jealousies would have just made the already sad situation worse. As it was we laughed and teased and joked while we worked sorting through old papers and generally cleaning up. My family, like all families, has its problems and we are not perfect. Yet, I am grateful we work together in love during crises.
"The bond that links your true family is not one of blood, but of respect and joy in each other's life." --Richard Bach