Jan 16, 2024

You need to remember Cannot see Others journey.

 Got news at 5 this morning, bitter minus 0-3. Ice chilly. 
He wants to go home to die 
My son in living fear. Only way Mathew will survive is if they allowed amputation of his leg from knee down.

'May there be some beautiful surprise

Waiting for you inside death

Something you never knew or felt,

Which with one simple touch

Absolves you of all loneliness and loss.

Unable to assist with support or direct empathy. I cried. But he wants to be left alone. Clear ` Go away`. How do you compere own Cardiac issues with someone experiencing own deep loss. Feelings appear not to have any reason to be shared. All l can offer is being uncomfortable, remaining silent.
That not required as Matthew displays further resilience.
Asking myself.
Does this guy who sometimes gets it wrong, sometimes say wrong thing, often displayed incorrect behaviour ?
Do l have a role or purpose?
Am I intruding even though discussion at Nurses station clear he is making wrong decision.

Amputation is the loss or removal of a body part such as a finger, toe, hand, foot, arm or leg. It can be a life changing experience affecting your ability to move, work, interact with others and maintain your independence. Continuing pain, phantom limb phenomena and emotional trauma can complicate recovery

When you see a person’s behaviour you cannot see their journey. You cannot see their upstream.

Sometimes.

They say you’re available on certain conditions. 

Quiet ones.
That if I can find an air of tranquility
It carries that still small voice.
But I don’t do quiet, stillness. . . .
So, what’s the chance of a still big voice in the noise . . . .
I know that time you weren’t in the fire, the storm. 
But everyone’s different. . . .
You’re usually quiet. I’m usually wired.
If I try for your silence,


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. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"