We honored my mother’s wishes by removing her from a nursing home last Friday. For many years, even when she was still living on her own, I told Mom that I’d scoop her up and take her home with me if she was ever ready. When she asked me if I was still okay with that, “YES” was the only answer.
Manifesting it in the face of opposition was difficult. Mom has five living children; and while we all aspire to love her, we don’t always agree on what that looks like. Mom was physically detained by a nurse who blocked the elevator and ordered somebody to call the police. We had already done that, though. And the police came upstairs to usher us out.
Love doesn’t morph in the face of aggression. And it doesn’t assess truth based on popular opinion. Love is Love.
Acting on that love brings peace, regardless of the outcome. We are called to simply choose love over fear.
And so it is with a heart full of happy, peace, and gratitude that I welcome mom into our home, her home. At 91, she is still brave, still taking a stand, still acting on her faith. And if you’re looking for hope, I know she’d be thrilled to inspire it.
Love smiles,