When You Are Old

Bobby is staying with my Dad tonight.

He is still pretty confused.

My Mom said after his surgery, when everyone left to get lunch except her, he broke down. She said he made her hold up his leg so he could see it because he couldn't see it or feel it.

He didn't remember anything about it at first and was upset that his leg had been taken with no one telling him first.

It's strange how the mind works. I know my Dad is in there somewhere, trapped by this incessant confusion that won't let him go. I ache to talk to him again, to see just a glimpse.

And I think, as much as this scares me, how much more must my Mom be afraid. I told her tonight I don't think she can handle him by herself unless some of this fog clears up, because if he can't remember where he is, he's not going to remember he doesn't have a leg.

I know that God has his hand on the situation, on us. Sometimes I get in a hurry for God to reveal Himself, show me His plan. This is one of those times.

But then I remember His Mercy....

There was a song several years ago that I loved, still do I suppose...

One year when I had nothing else to give I played it for Bobby for our anniversary.

Now, it has a whole new meaning. I thought I'd share the words with you.

When you are old and tired and grey,
And wear your overcoat on sunny days,
When your brave tales have all been told,
I'll ask for them when you are old.

When you are old and fall asleep,
And death no longer makes you weep,
Though your body aches with cold,
I'll warm your heart when you are old.

You'll still be the same to me,
A comfort, and a mystery,
And I will be old too, you see,
And I'll need someone to comfort me.

When you are old and pale and gaunt,
And a gentle hand is all you want,
I will give you mine to hold,
And I'll be there when you are old.

Yes, I will give you mine to hold,
And I'll be there, when you are old.

My husband and I have had many years together, and, Lord willing, we will have many more. If I never loved him before, knowing he is sitting in that torture devise beside the bedside of my very first *boyfriend* so I can get some rest, knowing how much he loves them, would put me over the edge.

As I watch my parents deal with this present situation, I look ahead to all the things we may face together as a couple, and I thank God I will face them with him.