Hey Meditation Mates, I was with my 87 year old dad today, and at the end of our visit, his speech slurred. I believe I was present to my dad having a mini stroke.
He is fine and I am fine. He lives in an assisted living community, so I called the nurse immediately. All the checks happened, and his speech was normal again.
It’s taken me about an hour to come down from the adrenaline and be with what happened. A lot of child-type fear of my dad dying of course, but then I remembered: yes, and what is happening now? Like right now?
And I was like phewwww right - all of that happened, and yeah process it, and what’s so is that RIGHT NOW, my dad is here on this earth and we spent the day together in love and joy. So much love, and so much joy.
And I even thought - how lucky am I? How lucky am I that I got to experience something so profoundly intimate with someone I love so insatiably?
I like to say: it’s not always beautiful, and it’s always perfect.
It is beautiful though. Exceptionally beautiful.
When the nurse was gone, I was just kinda like, welp, this is something we are up to now.
This is it. And it’s perfect.
Now i think I’ll go cry and offer myself some of that Loving Kindness. 💜