This summer was busy, hectic, noisy, and wonderful. My husband’s side of the family was around on and off all summer. We often had up to nine adults and 12 kids at a time. This was the first summer that my kids had no routine, no scheduled chores, just chaos. We did what we needed to do each day and enjoyed our time with family that we know we won’t see for a long time now. God continually taught me to enjoy each day for what it was. Grandpa (my father-in-law) did well with the chaos. He knew they were all his family, even though he could not always remember his kid’s name and definitely could not keep his nine grandkids straight.
Now, it is quiet. Family has returned back to their own lives, my kids returned to school during the day, and Grandpa and I are trying to figure out a new routine. He is sleeping a lot – I am concerned about depression. So we are trying to find activities he can still do. His baby pigs grew up and went to a new home – so he does not have them to check on several times a day.
He looks lost more now than ever. Last year at this time, he could still help wash dishes, sweep the floor, fold towels, and was out watching the men work in the fields. This year, he can’t figure out the process of washing dishes, misses piles when sweeping the floor, can’t figure out the towels, and is too tired to go out to the field. It is getting harder to find activities that he can do. He knows it and gets discouraged – so he goes and lays down.
Life is still busy in my schedule. Field work, feeding the men, leading Bible studies, taking kids to appointments – it never ends. But it is harder to keep Grandpa included. So here we are at a transition time again. Trying to figure out what is best and balance everything.
God is good through it all – giving what is needed for each day. Patience, love, and compassion to fill in for what is being lost in abilities.