A Daughter’s Story
Learning to be a ‘good Simon’ in my father’s illness
Each week as I pull into my parents’ driveway, I put the car into park. I take a few deep breaths. In the faintest whisper, I pray, “Jesus, help me be a good ‘Simon’ to my dad.” Several times a week I go to my parents’ home to help care for my dying father. His physical body is rapidly declining from a rare neurological disease similar to ALS, more commonly known as Lou Gehrig’s Disease.
We are navigating the painful reality that these are the last holidays together as a family, while preparing for things like his final resting place and funeral plans.