Looking from afar
I saw
that which
you haven't
you can't
and I do.
Now I know:
While I talk,
You pray;
While I think,
You feel;
While I do,
You are.
They call me
the caregiver
and you
the invalid.
But as I look
after you --
You teach
my clouded eyes
to see.
And as I lend
my hands to you --
You fill
my hollow heart
with love.
Looking from afar
they ask
why
and how
I "do it."
It's a fair trade -
and I got the better deal!
For A and E -- I am so lucky to know you. Thanks for all your love.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Giving
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6 comments:
so true, the giving goes both ways
btw, welcome back
gosh..that was beautiful...
so true...but only the caregivers can possibly know that
missed you , my dear.
that's almost always the case... when we give with an open heart, we gain so much more...
So beautiful and true. In both good and bad, whatever you give will b repaid double. When looking after someone who cannot look after themselves, you look the martyr even though you are gaining but when you try to explain how much you are actually getting from the experience you just get a smile back and a comment like 'you are so special'. It is so annoying!
This is very similar to how I feel about a close family member who is disabled--people always tell me how good I am, how strong I am, they don't know how I "handle it", etc....but it's just my life, and I don't feel special for just living it.
Thanks for all the comments.
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