A Flickering Light

The Light of My Life is dimming, but only on the human side of eternal life. In the last four months, Cathy has deteriorated from being able to travel cross country to a struggling, in-home existence, that includes a recliner, a bed, and a wheelchair that transfers her between them. Purple feet, incontinence, fewer words, more fatigue, severe pains, advancing left-sided weakness, the inability to stand without assistance, increased steroids and morphine, are all telltale signs of a fading light. And through it all, my saintly lover continues to inspire with her faith and humor. After each daily communion, she thanks God for the gift of her tumor, petitioning that she may move closer to suffering Jesus on the Cross, and that her suffering will help dear family and friends return to His Church. A few days ago, she sluggishly offered “I’m sorry I’m not speaking very much. So, I want to sing to you.” Slowly she began a soft, slightly slurred melody: “My baloney has a first name, its O-S-C-A-R, my baloney has a second name …” Laughing and crying are strange dance partners.

Happily, joyfully, visitations support our spirits. Last week, Cathy’s sisters, Chris and Barbara, along with brother-in-law Gaddis, traveled up from Texas for a few days. Barb and Pat Caesar from Memphis, spent this weekend with us and several of our children will be here in time for Mother’s Day. All visitors are welcome. If our vehicle is in the driveway, you are invited to stop by and share a hug.

By the end of this month, six USA eye surgeons will begin their trek to our mission village of Serabu, Sierra Leone, to continue Cathy’s passion of helping the underserved of our world. How blessed we are, in so many ways. Thank you, God. Alleluia!!!

Next Update, no later than June 1, 2025

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