Hello again
Being Friday, mom was very tired tonight. Which means she did not eat much. When mom is this tired, she just chews and chews her food, without swallowing. Eventually she does, but it takes her a long time to eat a mouth full. It is a little frustrating. I am trying to bring nutritious foods for her. But I fault her not.
Mom is tired, so be it. I just got as much as I could into her, plus I made sure she ate her fruit, at least. Which she did.
And then off to bed. She didn't even want her hair washed tonight. That is how tired she was. Usually, even if she is tried, mom will allow me to wash her hair.
I made sure mom had plenty to drink. Gave her the nightly spa treatment. Even this she fussed about, a bit, anyways. So I quickly got this done so I could just hold her hand while she fell asleep.
I am truly blessed that I have decided to make this my life's passion. To look after mom.
Yet I am not comfortable when people tell me I am a great son and will be blessed.
I don't do this for any kind of praise. And I am very uncomfortable even bragging about it. Which I don't. It is not right for me to brag about taking care of my ailing mother.
I just think that I am very lucky to have a mom that raised me to be able to do this for her. There are a handful of individuals who can truly do what I am doing. But it is my mother who raised me to do the right thing. And that is to honour your mother and father. Meaning, they raised me and took the time to do it. So it is simply my turn to return the favor. That is all that is to it.
I love my mom and this is what needs to be done. So I am doing it without hesitation. And will continue.
Sure I would like things. Everyone does. A big screen TV. Sure. But no. More important things to do with that kind of money if I had it.
I am happy watching everything on my laptop. And if I eat one meal a day. I am doing well.
As long as mom gets home cooked meals, I can live on one meal a day.
I truly only want to take care of my mother. That is all I want to do. To make sure that the rest of her life, she is loved and cared for. Nothing else.
Yea I am poor. Very poor. But oh well. I chose to do this and if I am poor because of it. So be it. I mean cash poor. I am rich in so many other ways. To the deep core of my spirit. I over flow with a sense of being.
I have never done anything this worth while in my life. I chased money, not what is important. LOVE.
In all we do, love must be first.
GOD bless and good night
Kristopher Schmuland
