Lately she has been anxious, calling me every few minutes day and night. I've been trying to puzzle out what the problem is....could she be hungry,thirsty,in pain? Does she have to go to the bathroom, is she wet? We have been struggling lately to recover from a bad cold that really set her back physically and cognitively. Yesterday she fell when her caregiver was with her, so I'm sure she is sore from that too. Today I held her hand and again asked her what was wrong. Is she scared? Yes. Is she afraid to die? Yes. I told her I didn't think she was going to die today, that we would help her when the time came to be pain free. I don't know how to help her. (Please don't tell me to trust Jesus, I can't go there right now)
We need the reassurance that someone will meet death with us.
Someone will be there to hold our hand and smile and tell us it's all going to be just fine on the side, that our life has meant something, that we will be remembered.Rest is good. We've worked hard and we deserve it.