Life is like an onion: you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.
I am probably cheating a bit here by not sharing one of my own photos for this week’s photo challenge, instead I am sharing an old photo of my beautiful parents in the bloom of their life.
I am reminded of the quote “Life is like an onion: you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep”.
When I saw the prompt for this week’s Photo Challenge asking us to share a photo that shows a sense of layers, I immediately thought of this quote.
I have just spent time with my mother who now lives alone as my father is in a care facility due to having debilitating Parkinson’s Disease. During my visits to him I took the opportunity to look around at the other residents and wondered to myself, what sort of old lady will I be in years to come?
Our lives are made up of many layers and they dictate who we are and who we become to some extent.
Will I be the querulous old lady who demands non-stop attention and who tests everyone’s patience; or will I be the sweet faced old lady who sits quietly and does what is expected of her; will I try to escape at every opportunity; or be the one who asks the staff if my booking is confirmed for another night at this resort; or will I not know who I am or where I am or who is visiting me??
My father was once this amazingly handsome, clever, funny and interesting man who is slowly fading away before my eyes.
The staff all think he’s wonderful (which he is of course), they all like him due to his easy compliant nature, his quirky sense of humour and his natural sparkling personality which manages to flash every now and again.
He doesn’t complain, he doesn’t cause many problems for them and he tries hard to stay involved with activities and people. My father was once this amazingly handsome, clever, funny and interesting man who is slowly fading away before my eyes.
He is still my father and we shared some great memories during my visit. I even joined him at the drumming session, which was loud, noisy and chaotic. It was fun and the happy faces around me showed me how much enjoyment these types of activities can bring.
It’s not the life either of my parents expected to have in their later years, but whoever knows what life will bring? My mother is having to learn how to be resilient, how to cope on her own, make decisions, be on top of everything, stay in touch with friends and family, take care of herself and she is doing a great job under the circumstances. My one piece of advice, if you can ever give your mother advice, is to learn how to pace herself.
Life is indeed like peeling the layers of an onion and can make you cry, but it can also make you smile and be thankful for the life we’ve had.
We just need to make the most of what we’ve been given and appreciate our life at every stage.
Mum and dad have always been great teachers and they are still showing me the way ahead. I just hope I can follow their great example.
Post update February 2018: I wrote this post in September 2017 and I’m sorry to have to tell you that my gorgeous father passed away on 25 January 2018, so this post is especially significant to me right now.
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