At the End of the Day

English: Kitten

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Grief is such a strange creature.  Sort of like a kitten that creeps up on you, pounces, finds a comfy spot in the sun, then dashes out as if it was never there.  In the last year death has come into my life many times.  Pangs of sorrow come afresh from a year ago when just before Christmas two young boys died tragically in a car accident.  I grew up with their parents.  I can not imagine the suffering they must have gone through this past year.  I know they have a strong faith and that they believe their children are with God.  I believe that too.  I think grief is more selfish.  We sorrow for ourselves that we can not touch, hold, or hear our loved ones.  Our memories become bittersweet and weigh heavy on our hearts.

This last week a friend of mine passed.  She gave me great inspiration.  She was one of those nurturers that quietly nurtured everyone in her life everyday.  She sacrificed her own comforts to help others because she wanted too.

Why do nurturers feel they must sacrifice their happiness in order to care for others?

I don’t ask this because I felt my friend was unhappy.  When I saw her a few weeks ago she was very happy and enjoying her life.  I suppose sometimes I felt I have sacrificed my happiness to meet the needs of others.  I learned from my friend that you can find happiness wherever you choose.  She chose her happiness in giving every minute to taking care of others.  She had four children and a step child that she raised.  She survived infidelity and teen moms.  She took care of her grandchildren mostly for free and then in the last few years she was caring for her mother.  Her mother was at the end.  One morning my friend did not wake up.  Her journey is new and joyful for she is no longer an angel in the flesh but now among the legions that serve us behind the scenes.  Her nurturing is eternal.

Song of the Angels by William Bouguereau, 1881.

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May you find peace in remembering all those who have gone home, especially those nurturers who were angels among us and continue their angel work on the other side.

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About jjbailey

Professional Parent, Author, creative homemaker, and endangered species.
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One Response to At the End of the Day

  1. Betty Paulson says:

    It is said that when you lose yourself in the service of others that you find yourself. I think that such service does bring out the best in one’s nature because it enables you to walk in the shoes of others which is impossible to truly do otherwise. It also teaches one many life lessons. It teaches one to give with wisdom which unwise service brings about. Unwise service disables others from learning their own life lessons and is of little real service to them. Learning this distinction is very painful emotionally and can also be a thief of your time and means. Still, if lessons are learned the experiences have been a good teacher. At some point, and hopefully sooner rather than later, one learns to rely on he who is the wisest of all and who endowed even Solomon with a wise and understanding heart which made him the greatest of judges in Israel. Often, a portion of self-service (or self-nurturing as Jade would call it) is the wisest service of all because it fills the cup from which all service must emanate. So yes, go serve, “…get wisdom and and with all thy getting, get understanding”. (Proverbs 4:7)

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