Caregiver's Road

Beneath a heavy weight I labored,
misunderstood by those I love and serve,
illness raging, family demanding,
expending soul and physical reserve.
Like a thin smoke quickly dissipating,
spirit tenuous, weak upon the road,
on the precipice of breakdown trembling
feeling endurance and harmony erode.

Along a peaceful stretch of sand walking,
listening to pounding surf, the birds,
tasting the invigorating sea air,
hearing in my heart God's voice, His words,
inviting nature in to permeate
my being, soothing the aching pain . . .
spirit at rest, on God's glory feeding,
I can go home, begin my work again.

Copyright, August 1, 2014
Faye Gibson
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Nance Avatar
August 14, 2014 at 8:52 PM
grats on your win sweetie, you are an amazing person
Mandani Avatar
August 14, 2014 at 9:01 AM
Congrats. Good write.
A. Sharma Avatar
August 14, 2014 at 5:47 AM
Heartfelt and emotive is ur write Faye, congrats on huge win!
Mehta Avatar
August 13, 2014 at 10:11 AM
Very touchy and sad write but that is life we have to accept it.Faye. congrats
Allison Avatar
August 1, 2014 at 11:43 AM
Fabulous write Faye which I can fully relate to I too am a care giver to my elderly parents and to be able to have some quality time it really does recharge your batteries:-) Hugs Jan xxx
Allison Avatar
August 1, 2014 at 5:41 PM
My father has terminal cancer and my mum is going blind and has early dementia - life isn't easy is it :-( hugs Jan xxx
Gibson Avatar
August 1, 2014 at 5:36 PM
At one time, I had my mother, my husband recovering from a stroke and my son passed away. Things are easier for me now: mom passed away 1 1/2 years ago, my husband has made an amazing recovery and God has helped me with my grief, although that never really goes away. Thanks, Jan; I appreciate your coming by.
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