By Melinda Draper He dreams of heaven… He was listening to gospel music, sitting in a chair across from today’s sitter. “Hi Daddy! How are you today?” Smiling - “Oh, ready to leave.” After explaining that it would be very soon and conversing about my day’s events, he asked where the tv was (he was … Continue reading He Dreams of Heaven
There's a thin line between the past and the present these days. The time I spend with Dad is circular. He is in the 1970's and 80s, planning revivals and concerts. He is convinced that we have a revival to do and that the preacher really only has one good message so I should prepare … Continue reading That Thin Line between Past and Present
I got two calls yesterday from Regency House. At around noon, I was called because Dad wasn't staying in his chair and became belligerent. Last night at about 10:30. I went to check and he wouldn't cooperate with the staff. The second time dad fell. Dad is in the right moment and right mind about … Continue reading Two calls from Dad’s place and the Flood
We share our journey and in the midst of our communion, we find meaning. We surrender and move forward even in the midst of our undoing. Wealth is fleeting. Prestige is meaningless. Achievement is secondary. In the end, we discover that communion is the whole of it, And so much greater that our constant striving. … Continue reading Shared Journey
Walking Them Home 