"You could get used to this, Dad?" I asked.
"Easily," he said.
Good. Being served has it's advantage when one has reached an age of weariness.
As the folks settled in, after lunch, and the exhausting week caught up to all of us, Mom said, "I could use a glass of wine."
Now none of us knew if wine was allowed. I was willing to run out and pick up some wine, but Dad was worried about rule-breaking. So I stopped at the front desk and asked. They called the nurse. To have a glass of wine, the Home had to receive orders from the doctor. So, I called the doctor and asked if he could fax orders for my mom to have a glass of wine. The doctor agreed, and called me back to let me know a "prescription for alcohol had been faxed to the facility nurse."
Mom and I could not stop laughing over the visual of the head nurse receiving a "prescription for alcohol."
"They are going to think we are a bunch of lushes," she worried, while sipping her prescription.
Later, Mom, Dad, and I sat gathered with several other residents on the front porch for the evening activity of "trivia contest." Mom and Dad cleaned up with their trivia knowledge. They answered questions with lightning speed. The other residents were all turning around to see who these new dynamos were. Each time they answered correctly, they won a cookie.
I finally drove home, as the sun was setting, praying they would be okay for their first night in the new home. Uncertainty in the face of the unknown is never easy. Very few of us eagerly face the unfamiliar. But I pray this becomes an opportunity for my parents to rest in the assurances of God, and to know that they are loved...not only by us, but by their Creator. It is the only way to face uncertainty, in my humble opinion. It is a prescription filled by God Himself: Faith, the medicine that heals all fear and ultimately overcomes all adversity.
1 Peter 5:7
Casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you.
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