I am sorry for not paying more attention and being outraged by the treatment of families and children on the southern border.
I am sorry for not being more active in celebrating Pride month.
I am sorry for not being more responsive to life’s problems.
I am sorry for not being a better friend.
I am sorry for not doing my best.
I am sorry.
Waiting for God is a early 1990’s British sitcom about two spirited residents of a retirement home who are brought together by circumstances where they fight the oppressive management of their home.
My parents are now waiting for God in a way as they are moving into a independent living facility where they will have a good deal of their needs cared for. They will have a nice apartment with full bath and kitchenette. Also they have two outdoor balconies one off their bedroom and the other off the living room.
It’s taken me some time to get used to the fact that this could be the last place they live. A part of this retirement home is that their needs will change and there will be appropriate care as things go on.
I still see my folks as being really young but the reality is they are getting older and they cannot do the things they used to. Every person will have to face this sort of reality some day. For me I am still having some trouble realizing this with my folks. One day I hope way down the road this will be something I will have to face for myself.
Getting older isn’t for the feint of heart. It takes courage when you are waiting for God.
Life transitions come at different times.
The past isn’t where we should live. The future borrows worry and anxiety. Life is perpetually in the here and now, the present.
I saw this today and got a chuckle. The employee of the month gets a portable toilet all to themselves. A new perk for those who work hard monthly.
In politics who do you work for, the people or your backers? Much rides on it. Lives are at stake.