Ponder In the second half of life, we begin to understand that we are part of something bigger than ourselves. We glimpse the great mystery

Ponder In the second half of life, we begin to understand that we are part of something bigger than ourselves. We glimpse the great mystery

Death is a public as well as a private event. The loss of a loved one, companion, friend is of course very personal, evoking deep

The daily gift of being remembered into God’s keeping and growing the humility of letting in, little by little, how much we are cherished and revered can change the course of our caregiving from one of dread and obligation to one of courage and acceptance.

Some people dread getting older. Others insist that with age comes wisdom, a deep appreciation of life, and a new kind of freedom. When we embrace the second half of life, we can scoff at stereotypes depicting older people as forgetful, feeble, and bad-tempered. We can cling to the adage that aging is simply mind over matter: if we don’t mind, it doesn’t matter!

In the tension, the slop, and the clean-up, the hurry and waiting, fearing and unknowing that fill a
caregiving day, how can we possibly grasp that we are revered and precious? Who me?

Looking back allows us to recognise profound lessons in life. We see the times we fell down and how we stood up again.

We suffer a lot when the one or ones we care about are suffering. We also ache when our own emotional and physical challenges overwhelm

Ponder Each person’s life tells a unique story, starting at birth and unfolding throughout the years. Our story contains loving relationships, personal growth, successes, failures,

In my understanding, God has always given us everything in advance, an abundance of everything, and is never apart from us. When I pray, I