Keystroke Journal

Today's news of Dolly Parton's passing caught my attention not only because of her fame but also from learning that she was the primary caregiver of her husband who passed away last year in March. One of the things Dolly mentioned after her losing her husband was she neglected her own health which has taken a toll on her life aside from a broken heart syndrome that eventually caused her demise. This has resonated immensely on me because I was once my husband's caregiver. For 7 years, with his last 8 months spent in hospice at home, my own health issues slowly creeped in, too. Did I regret it? No. I would even do it again in a heart beat! However, I might had been more intentional when it comes to my own health. Just like Dolly, I prioritized my husband's health over my own and I was always in survival mode. Nearly the end of his last two months, while still caring for him, I was diagnosed with the capital C and had to undergo surgery immediately to remove the enlarging ...

Hubby transitioned a month ago due to his lingering neurological disease. It was expected but never did I imagine to see him at his lowest point, in his skinny, bony body. It was a sudden transition from respite to just a couple of days at home. I don't want to remember him that frail. I want to remember the beautiful years we had together as a couple, with him as a witty, loving, and God-fearing person. I don't know what lies ahead for me that my caregiving duties are now over. I don't even know what else to write except that he's sorely missed. At the same time, the LORD reminded me that He is sufficient in my life. I just have to cling on Him.