King's Daughter's Kitchen

After the house is put to bed, I will be in my War Room praying for wisdom for my son. He is coming this week to take his father, who has Lewy Body Dementia, to a care facility near his home and family, and I am allowing it. My son is a man with a man’s mind.  He can understand now. He wants to be in charge, to make sure his parents are safe, so he is getting this part of what he wants.

My son also wants me to go in the nursing home with his dad. I am twenty years younger, completely independent, and in no way medically eligible. So, I am waiting and praying to see what happens next with me. I would disappear if it meant keeping the freedom that I am learning to love since I am growing into my stronger self. For self preservation, I need to just tell him No.

Caring for my husband now, even though he is in a facility, will be tough for my son. In the visits, he will see that the nearly perfect, solid father of his mind who raised him is still in there. He will realize that he knows the man who waved goodbye in the driveway years ago when he went to college, but he doesn’t know him now. That man is forever changed by bitterness. It is not my son’s responsibility to change him back to good. Only prayer and God in the power of the Holy Spirit can change a person. The most important thing is that the person has to want to change. My husband is content being angry at the world beyond his disease and happy to complain. So, I wish my son good luck and much love. I will send continued prayers because you never know what God will do. He is God after all and above all.