An Unbreakable Home: What God Says to the Fatherless | Desiring God
Monday, August 12, 2024
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Time's Up
I believe it's important to address my marriage within my writings, but over the years, I've admittedly gone back and deleted numerous posts related to the familial struggles (her family) my sweet wife (& I) has had to endure throughout the course of our 28-year betrothal. These struggles I've observed mostly as an onlooker, and though my relationship with my parents has certainly not been ideal (whose is?), their overall mental health / stability has been such the positive contrast to what my in-laws brought to the table. These aforementioned (long since deleted) posts of mine were driven by heady emotion. Feelings of betrayal and mistrust, disingenuousness and spite were the absolute catalyst behind those writings. Thankfully, it didn't take me long to realize the inappropriateness of positioning / publishing them here.
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Before the end of August 2024, my mother-in-law will be institutionalized. She's been living in a super deluxe congregate housing for the elderly (2-bedroom apartment) for the past two years, but now she's become unable to care for herself. This course of action is inevitable as it pertains to how she's envisioned herself (& subsequently planned for) at this stage of her life.
"Assisted living", as it's dubbed, is within the same complex where she presently resides, therefore logistically, this move will be a cinch.
But my mother-in-law knows that she'll lose her independence the moment she's admitted, and from there, will never regain it. And primarily, this has to do with her medicated state. For one of the primary identifiers of "assisted living", first and foremost, has to do with the administering of meds (many of which are psychotropic) via 24/7 nursing staff.
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Angie's dad has been dead for +/-6 years. The last few decades of his life were very low quality due to his chronic health issues. As such, throughout the majority of our 28 years of marriage, he was disabled to the degree that he was unable to drive a car. This combined with mental health issues (general anxiety disorder / depression) crippled an already diminishing individual.
Angie's parents, like mine, are within the Jackson Metro, therefore we have, over the years, engaged regularly with them, though looking back, it was mostly in light of their (primarily Angie's dad) desire to see their grandchildren (our three daughters). Now that two of these are college-age, and Bob is long since dead, any engagement with Angie's mother is out of pure Christian benevolence, and man oh man, has my sweet wife doled out some kind of pure Christian benevolence.
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Prior to Angie's mother moving into her apartment, her abode of 40+ years had to be prepared for sale. Angie and I stepped up and saw that entire 1.5-year process through to the end.
Now, here we are. Time's up. Independence is slip, slip, slipping away by the minute. Congregate housing for the elderly is going by the wayside.
What's sad is how there's been no attempt on my mother-in-law's part to ask forgiveness for all the pain she's inflicted on Angie throughout her life. Nor has she thanked her daughter for her resolve in consistently caring for her mom.
As such, very soon, with the degree of meds that'll be needed to emotionally lobotomize her (in light of her being forced into "assisted living"), Edie will be no more. For her mind will be mush in preparation for her Final Destination.
Time's up.
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