Back again with Five Minute Friday, hosted by Kate Motaung. We're also linked with Messy Marriage's Wedded Wednesday.
Today's keyword, for five minutes of exposition, is Gift.
And we're off...
In his lovely book Illusions, Richard Bach wrote that there is no such thing as a problem without a gift for you in its hands.
While it may be a stretch to apply this to having a terminally ill spouse (a stretch to the point of lunacy, perhaps), hear me out.
We live in a time continuum with a fuzzy end...the days we have stretch out into the mists of distant tomorrows, and we can't see the finish line.
With terminal illness, we can. We may not be able to judge its exact distance, but every day brings it a little bit closer.
And so, our lives can, if we let them, become something like a pile of rocks, scattered through with jewels.
We're down to the jewels now.
Every day can be something special, something to savor, because it's one of a small number.
A limited edition, if you want another metaphor.
This is certainly not an invitation to engage in bathetic sentimentality, watching the clock tick down. Far from it!
It's just something of which to be aware, the awareness that can come with a lovely vacation to a place you're not likely to be able to visit again.
Because when your spouse is dying, you won't pass this way, or this day, again.