Love and compassion are unpredictable emotions. I sat with my parents waiting to see a doctor yesterday evening into the wee hours of the morning. The time crept by slowly. By hour seven everyone was cranky. Still we found a moment or two of humor and laughter.  I watched as my parents cared for one another–something I do not often get to see. Mom was worried that Dad should go home and sleep. He was not leaving her side.

I wrapped them both in warm blankets at one point and even though I struggle with my relationship with my mother, I was a dutiful daughter, making sure she was comfortable and at ease despite her pain.

I was surprised a bit at my compassion but I know that gift comes from a deeper source than my own strength. Gratitude for glimpsing at grace abounds.



About sstyves

A Canadian prairie girl rooted in Ignatian spirituality, I seek God in all things. Whether I catch a glimpse of the Divine and delight in its presence in nature or in the beauty of an encounter with someone, I am ever so grateful that I can recognize the Creator. I greet each new day with hope and happiness, expecting blessings and miracles because I am created to praise, love and serve God. This blog is one way of realizing that through my writings, prayers, and photography. To God be the Glory!
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