Never underestimate the touch of a Hand

A short visit to my father turned out to be another blessed moment with him. Asleep at midday, I sat beside him in silence, holding his hand. He squeezed my finger, letting me know he acknowledges my presence. I stroke his forehead and he gently smiles. I then place my hand on his chest and…

Planning a Trip

Going on holiday is like scrapbooking. It’s a project. It starts with a blank page. As the planning progresses the blank page slowly fills up. It’s not always an easy cut and paste. Depending on family dynamics, there can be lots of cutting before pasting. Once pasted, it can still be removed. This can cause…

PLR

Past Life Regression. Have you ever tried this? It does help resolve haunting issues of the past. At least for me, PLR has done me good. The process has brought me clarity with unexplainable present encounters. PLR has also helped me bring closure to instances that I was unable to make sense of. In essence,…

Maraming Salamat Mam, God Bless You

It’s been two years since the pandemic. Individuals on the street asking for help continue to knock on vehicle windows. Every time I see one approaching, I pull out a bill or a bunch of coins. They carry signs asking for food or money to eat or to get them home. An idea came to…

#BRIDGE

A bridge too far? A matter of perspective. Hold your breath and cross that bridge. Only then can you say if it was far or not. Bridge that gap. Let go and forgive. Time is precious. Fill that gap and peace will set in. Water under the bridge. Give it up! Move on and let…

A Tender Moment of Confusion

Surprisingly, even with Dementia, dad still has moments of lucidness. I am lucky and grateful to be able to catch these moments. Most of the time he is asleep. No more than a few minutes does he wake to the present moment. When he does, it’s always one for the books. Today was a confusing…

Angel in Disguise

Have you ever met a human angel? I mean an honest to goodness human angel. I have and her name is Suzanne. Our paths crossed a few months back when I took an online course. We hit it off and stayed in touch as she moves around a lot. Like my younger sister, she is…

A Sign?

I stepped out today to purchase to few items in the mall. No more than 30 minutes. Heading to the parking counter I realized I didn’t have my parking ticket. I must have forgotten it in the car. Checked vehicle twice. No sign of the parking card. Headed back to the pay counter. Processed my…

A Hand to Hold

It’s be a month since I last visited my 95 year old father with dementia. With the ongoing pandemic, sudden lockdowns make it challenging to visit him. I was finally able to spend time with him today. Seemed just like yesterday. “Give me your hand”, he blurts out while listening to his music. A hand…

The WILL to LIVE

The soul knows no bounds. The physical body may be weak and the mind may be lost to dementia. But it’s one’s soul that truly knows. I believe that the will of my 95 year old father to live comes from each and every individual that watches over him, cares for him and ensures his…

The LEGENDS

Thank you, Tom Jones, Matt Monroe and Engelbert Humperdinck! My 95 year old father lives in your music!  He dives deep into his own world, eyes closed, sways and sings along. He shouts out in delight, “wonderful music!” Dialysis 3 times a week, old age and dementia. Only a very select few are able to…

AM I GOING TO DIE?

My father asks me, feeling anxious. I answer, “no dad.  You’re ok.  You’re home now.” After eight years in dialysis, 3 times a week, I finally figured it out. The early years were easy. Dad had a lot of reserve energy after treatment. Today, at age 95 and on his 8th year, he struggles with…