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As one who is in a giving profession or healing profession, it is often difficult to take care of oneself. In fact, when my depression loomed its evil head after several years in absence, it was due, in great part, to me not looking after myself.

Who cares for the caregiver?

My dad died on the 12th of June 2012, after a brief battle with pneumonia. He was about 6 weeks shy of his 80th birthday. My dad wanted to die as he lived…simply. He died on his own, peacefully and gently. After all the health issues he had endured from a traumatic head injury, lower leg amputation, several heart attacks, an abdominal aeortic anyeurism, a femoral break of his right leg and an inoperable abdominal aeortic anyerism; he simply stopped breathing. He died because the time was right.

My Mam looked after my Dad for all of their 50 years of marriage. It wasn’t always easy, but she did what needed to be done. And after he died she was at a loss for what to do next. And thankfully, she chose to live.

She is now, for the first time in many years, concerned with her appearance. I’m heading home to be with her for a few days and she wants to go shopping, to increase her wardrobe and make sure she has clothes that fit for winter. For someone who wore the same tired tracksuit for 10 years, this is huge.

I am in a healing profession, or at least, a nurturing profession. And there are times when I forget about myself in order to care for the other. But I, too, need to be cared for. And that’s what vacation is about.

In a couple of days I’m heading to the northern part of Ontario to spend time with my Mam. I will be taking part in a challenging hike that I’ve not done for many years, because I want to. And it will be a glorious day when I am able to finish that hike…for many reasons.

On Saturday my Mam and I will take the ferry from South Baymouth to Tobermory and will enjoy the colours that surround us…if ever one doubted the presence of God, one need only see the changing colours to truly believe.

We will join my beloved and our wonder hound to celebrate Thanksgiving and to give thanks to God from whom all blessings flow.

This will be my time to slow down and rest. To reflect, to relax and to remember that I, too, am a beloved child of God, created and nurtured in God’s image…and that image is of perfection.

I can’t wait!

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Cottage Days

A friend of mine has coined a great term…”cottage days”. Those are the days where one cottages at home. Easy meals, no housework, taking the day slowly…like one does at the cottage.

I have a lovely front porch and an awesome back deck. Both of these areas can function well as cottage places, where I can curl up with a cup of tea, a blanket and a good book or my journal.

Taking time to focus on breath, to seek peace and simply slow down is desperately needed these days. When the urge comes to clean up, or do a load of laundry or other such “chore” during a cottage day, one simply needs to say “Cottage Day” and then the balance of simplicity is restored.

My wish is you all enjoy a Cottage Day every now and then. With the recently dropping temperatures, perhaps a blanket or two would be handy.

Enjoy your peace.

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