My grandmother, Anita in 1940
The thought just came to me how I continue to do service to those around me.
Many times I have had opportunities that arise that I was unable to be at a certain
place, or at a certain time. But, time has a way of taking its course.
My maternal grandmother, Anita had reached an age where her body and mind were slipping away from us. She had developed a type of Parkinson’s disease. Her husband and she were in their eighties. She, being born in 1900--it is likely that this occurred in around 1980-82. I was unable to be there after she went into a care center.
I found myself, ironically--ten years later attending college classes that brought me into the field that gave me the experience and training to give time and comfort to those in care centers in their later years. Many times in my visits in my work, I would picture my grandmother, Anita in her room, unaware of those around her, being cared for by her care givers.
It is twenty-four years since then, and I cannot rewind the tape to go back and be at her side. But I am paying it (backward) and forward now in the time and service to others who wait for me to come see them as often as time allows. I know God understands and has brought me the understanding to make the best use of my time to serve.
I am grateful for being given another chance and serve those who need it. I am the one blessed as well.
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