Two Couples
As the week progresses, the reality of my mom's permanent medical condition is starting to set in. And, with that, the beginning of an extended grieving process. Now, I am flooded with memories of my own past interactions with her and laments about future interactions that will no longer be possible. And when I next see her, that will mark another setting in of reality.
My wife has been such a star through this process, ever sensitive to these emotional nuances, ever there for me when I start to tear up, ever assuring me in profoundly genuine ways. God, I am lucky to have her.
My sister told me that yesterday, my dad got a chance to see my mom for the first time since the accident. They had been under the same roof but on separate floors since earlier this week, and with my dad imminently being transferred to an entirely different hospital, they decided to wheel him into the intensive care unit to see her. My sister said it wasn't clear how clearly she could be seen, given all the medical equipment, but that he was able to squeeze her hand, and that that seemed to mean a lot to him.
I can only imagine. But I too have a wife, and she means the world to me. Last night, my dad got to hold hands with his wife, and I got to be held by mine. And, amidst the terrible circumstances that this week has brought, both were very much needed.
My wife has been such a star through this process, ever sensitive to these emotional nuances, ever there for me when I start to tear up, ever assuring me in profoundly genuine ways. God, I am lucky to have her.
My sister told me that yesterday, my dad got a chance to see my mom for the first time since the accident. They had been under the same roof but on separate floors since earlier this week, and with my dad imminently being transferred to an entirely different hospital, they decided to wheel him into the intensive care unit to see her. My sister said it wasn't clear how clearly she could be seen, given all the medical equipment, but that he was able to squeeze her hand, and that that seemed to mean a lot to him.
I can only imagine. But I too have a wife, and she means the world to me. Last night, my dad got to hold hands with his wife, and I got to be held by mine. And, amidst the terrible circumstances that this week has brought, both were very much needed.
Comments
With heavy heart, I have sent out prayer request letters to friends who know your dad. Your testimonies and faith in God through this tough time has touched my heart and others a lot.
Let's still pray that God may do a miracle on your mom to restore her totally. On the other hand, I agree with you we have to yield to God's will to whatever the outcome will be.
It is surely very touching that your dad held your mom's hand the first time after this unfortunate car accident. I haven't thought that they didn't see each other under same hospital roof.
Thanks to your blog report so we know how to pray accordingly. Though I understand your parents do want their privacy. The fine line to get more prayers for them and keep their privacy is tough for you to maintain yet you did a very good job to glorify God and honor your parents.
We thank God that you have such strong faith and get supports from your loving wife. In time like this, a supporting wife who loves the Lord very much is very important. Indeed she is God's precious gift to you.
Our hearts and prayers are with your family these past few days.
May God bring your parents and many others to Him through your testimonies!
Below is my story on the blog of my dad's sunken ship Shinsei Maru.
In the fall of 1944, my dad was drafted to serve as military doctor and I was stll in my mom's womb. So I never have chance to even see him in person.( I have posted as BH in that blog)
Pearl Harbor Raid and Forgiveness
http://shinseimaru.blogspot.com/2008/12/pearl-harbor-and-forgiveness.html
God bless you all!
Eleanor ( Em's mom)