Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Day by Day

I wake in the night to his coughing and find it difficult falling back asleep. One of his meds does list side effects of a dry cough. That must be the cause. The physicians find no reason for the cough. I wonder why each necessary med causes another problem.

Day by day I watch my father grow older. Why is it some people live to 96+ and some die at 82 and some at 62, and children are lost without ever sampling more than a few years of life. Life and death seem so random yet a voice in the back of my head says there is a plan, a hope, a faith we hold on to for the day to day living. 

In December 2005, just a few days before my mother would die unexpectedly, I blogged about Love. Looking back, I see that my post was only seven days before her death. It is curious how those messages come to mind. Here is the link.


  1. Nita this is so true in life. I know sometimes it is easier to let them go when you see them struggling a little more each day. Still hard for us that are left behind.


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