This past month my life has pretty much been on hold. My parents are both in England, together with my 2 sisters and their families, as well as my husband’s family. When we came to Canada 30 years ago we weren’t thinking about the downside of having so much distance between us when things go wrong. It’s great that we can get back there within 24 hours if necessary, but it’s the emotional side that is hard.
I had daily phone calls to say that my Dad was unwell, and he ended up in hospital. After he was in there a week, I couldn’t stand it any more and flew there to be with him and my family. A few hours before I arrived he started to rally round so by the time I got to the hospital he was feeling much better. We were all happy to see him gradually get better and better. Unfortunately I had booked a return ticket and it happened to be the day that they said he would be discharged. So I cancelled my flight and waited for him to be sent home. Well, it wasn’t to be, they wanted him to stay another week in hospital. He finally got “released” the following week and was doing well. I booked my return flight for the following Sunday. I was there for 3 weeks, with daily hospital visits, supporting my Mum and helping to give my sisters a break. it was exhausting but I felt so good that I was there. Getting on that plane was the hardest thing I have had to do. I knew my family in Canada were missing me and I was missing them too. But seeing my Mum and Dad cry when I was leaving was devastating to me.
I know I’m lucky to still have both my parents, Dad is 86 and Mum is 82, and even though I know one day they will be gone, I can’t imagine them not being around.
I would like to say that now everything is fine, but I got a call yesterday to say that Dad was back in hospital. He has an infection and a possible blood clot in his leg. Hopefully, it will only be for a few days, so they can get him sorted out. I saw my sister on Skype last night and got all the details. My emotions are totally shot, luckily my family and friends understand and are giving me lots of support.
I was talking to a man at the airport when I was waiting for my flight, and he asked me if I’d known how hard these situations would be, do you think you would have made the same choice (to come to Canada). I said, absolutely I would, my life and that of my family is wonderful here, it was the best decision we could have made.
You can’t live your life in a state of “what if” – you must make decisions based on what you know at the time. But even if I’d had a crystal ball and saw that I would be going through this turmoil, I know that my husband and I made the right decision, and so do my parents, because that’s what great parents do.
My dearest friend Loraine is having a really hard time because her Mum is deteriorating quickly, my thoughts and love goes to her and her family
So, please, we are only on this earth for a short time, so love your family and especially your parents (without them you wouldn’t be here) and enjoy life to the fullest.
TO END ON A HIGH NOTE – I MIGHT BE ON THE SHOPPING CHANNEL – I’LL KEEP YOU POSTED