Those were the first words out of husband's mouth this
morning.
Well actually it was, "Good morning gorgeous!"
which just wrapped me in a blanket of warmth this chilly morning. I never
thought anyone could love me as much as my husband does me and I wonder
constantly, "Why would anyone love me??", but he does and I'm just
grateful. Sometimes it's best not to wonder and just go straight to gratitude.
His second sentence was the today's blog title.
Mom and dad got moved into assisted living on Monday. It's
been stressful for all involved. He said he has a hard time being upset with
his dad because he is just bat crap crazy at this point. He was an MP in the
Army and the Director for medicare fraud in his career so he's been used to
people taking his orders. He's had a hard time adjusting to an assisted living
place. On day 2 he got moved into the memory care lock down unit because he
took off out the door and couldn't explain to anyone where he was or where he
was going by the time they caught him walking the streets. He's been angry and
verbally abusive to mom so having him in lock-down is probably a good thing.
You might recall husband went down there last year to try to
get them in assisted living but everyone fought him on it so in the end he put
it all back in God's hands and came back home. So mom says yesterday "we
probably should have gone into assisted living a few years ago" - You
think? What a novel idea!
Well he has a hard time being upset with her too because as
he said, "She's just crap crazy! The bats are coming!", which made me
giggle.
I suppose it's good that we can laugh at the situation.
Well the interesting part of the situation for me came when
he explained the God moment that happened:
Dad gets up every morning at 4 am. He has for years. We'd
been praying for this whole situation of course and for moving day because we
knew it would be stressful. Moving day came and the movers showed up to box up
and load up the furniture. Dad was asleep. He didn't wake up until close to 8am
by which time he wondered, "what the @#?@?". It all went pants at
that point! Dad was up in arms why people were in his house taking his stuff.
So as they calmed him, the movers moved the bedroom and boxed up that area
because he was now out of bed! How convenient!
It was chaotic and stressful but it was beautifully
orchestrated in only a way God is able to do. I recall in each of our moves, it
happened relatively quickly. There wasn't a whole lot of advanced notice and it
always seemed a bit chaotic but in the chaos there was always this beautiful
orchestrations of events that you just can't plan. That's where trust is so
important. Trusting God's plan for our lives doesn't mean that things will turn
out like we want or will be stress free but it does mean that he will be there
in the midst of it. Although it was stressful in the midst of it, husband said it
was the best thing that could have happened because everything got moved so
easily, even the temper tantrum.
