Again I'm sad. And that reality is sad. After busy days following the political happenings both my city and the rest of Spain, back to everyday life, and that includes my ratitos with your computer. I see that today I have returned to forward an e-mail titled: Children. And again today, again, I cried watching it. Are those messages that however much you see them, you always strikes a chord so that it actually does. These are images that they see different elders explained to the children, the importance of understanding the time they reach the point of losing power and everything else ...
And it is very hard to observe as our parents grow older. One day we realize that due to illness, an accident or simply old age, these parents in which we relied, have lost their autonomy and become dependent on us to live. Then, when the problem is already inevitable questions arise we now what do I do?, How I can serve them?. I have no time or money for long-term treatment ... Addressing the dependence of them cause us fear and multiple reactions.
We love you so much that we do not support who are sick and dependent, so that sometimes we feel a sense of frustration that makes us in intolerant and critical, and this causes us to suffer, but the worst is that we also suffer. This is normal, I think that happens to everyone, do not think we are bad kids for being confused or not know how to act. It's like test us. If you no longer fend for themselves, we must express our love because it is equally or more important than physical care.
We can not and should die of shame, because that's not going to change anything, quite the contrary, we must accept things as they are, we have no other choice. Thus we become witnesses of the inevitable. And we must keep our energy is negative because we need to talk, rubbed, and smile with them, remembering all the good that we live in the past.
hardest thing is getting ready to go bye. So when our parents are able to age with us, is an opportunity to give back even a fraction of what they did for us. So better overcome the loss because we have the feeling of duty and conscience.
As said earlier, when reflecting on this issue, there is reason to be sad. But I also know that I will go and come another day better ...
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