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It's been nearly a year since I've taken my family leave from the ministry in order to be with my Dad and his Alzheimer's. I also needed to heal from the wounds of ministry that left me battered and burned out. The time off has been good for me, and I'm on the road to healing.
The good news is that I'm getting married! I met Andy through a mutual friend, and we just knew instantly that we are meant to be together. Married at 48! Wow! I had pretty much written off that possibility, thinking that I was going to be the stereotypical "crazy cat-lady" who lived alone. We met on April 15, and got engaged three weeks later.
It's been a bit difficult communicating with my Dad, but he does know (usually) that I'm getting married, and he's met Andy - for the first time, several times, if you know what I mean. I do know that my dad is truly happy for me, and he has already welcomed Andy into the family.
But at the same time, it's kind of sad, because I really miss my mom so much. When Andy proposed to me, he went to my dad to ask for his blessing; and then we went to the cemetery and he asked my mom for her blessing as well. He has the ability to know when our loved ones are nearby, and he has told me that Mom hangs around me a LOT. He described her accurately, and when he saw the picture, he said "yup, that's her." So in a way, I know that Mom will be at our wedding. We've also decided to have our wedding at the place where my Dad lives, so he can be there, and hopefully "give me away." We'll see, since he's in another decline. My brother will come to do the ceremony.
I just wanted to share my story with you, who have been such compassionate friends in my time of need. For the last four years, you have helped and encouraged me when I felt so alone. Thank you for believing in me, and helping me realize that my life would go on, and I would find happiness and joy again. I am truly blessed for knowing such wonderful people. :hug:
Ruth
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