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By Ginny Winters
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She remembered back thirty-five years ago; she and her mom were laying on the grass counting the stars and seeing what shapes and constellations each of them could find.
“I see Orion’s belt!” The young girl cried out.
“There’s the little dipper.” Her mom chimed in.
Earlier that morning they had gone for a walk. It had become a sort of ritual they looked forward to every spring, who could find the first buttercup of the year. Precious time spent hunting for the little yellow petals peeking out of the fresh green blades soaked with the morning’s dew. Talking over the day to day things of life that seemed so all important at the time.
She opened her eyes to the present and sighed.
“Okay” she prompted herself. “Time to get up and get that coffee motivation flowing.”
As she got up to start her morning duties it almost seemed overwhelming to her middle-aged mind, just how much things can change in two short years. Wake up mom, put on her support socks, record her blood sugar and blood pressure. Then came breakfast, which used to be her dad’s chore. What was once an omelet, homemade hash browns, and bacon; had slowly turned into cold cereal. It took too much out of him anymore with his congestive heart failure to do those things anymore. After all he was eighty!
“Did you take your pills mom?” She asks, as her mother stands in the kitchen with a confused look on her face.
“Oh,” her mom replies. “That’s what I was going to do. What’s today?”
“Thursday” she answered.
“Are you sure? I thought it was Wednesday. Don’t you have church tonight?” her mom queried.
“No mom, that was last night.” she corrected.
“That’s right, all the days just seem to run together.” Her mom explained.
“Yes they do” she answered with a compassionate voice. She knew things were getting harder for her mother to remember.
When did the parent become the child? When did the child turn into the caregiver? This was her world now. Things change and nothing stays the same. A sound mind turns slowly to a state of confusion. A strong healthy body deteriorates day by day.
“I can only trust in the unchanging presence of Christ and His love. It is the only thing that stays constant in my life.” she exclaimed. A smile creeps over her face, the sadness in her eyes is still there but the joy of the Lord is in her heart and she knows that no matter how long her mom is with her, she will be glad for each day they have together. God will continue to fortify her and give her the strength to make it through another day.
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I'd put an extra space between paragraphs to make it a bit easier on the eyes. I'd also consider expanding this. I felt like there was more to the story that wasn't told.
I thought this was a unique take on the topic. Good job. Keep writing.
You switched between past and present tense several times, something easy to fall into but also easy to fix with a careful edit.
You write with great tenderness.