It is often said there are seasons to life, and I think this is true. Those seasons are different for each of us however and when we move into the next season depends on the choices we have made.
I have entered into a 'new season' with the move from staying with my daughter and her family in the Midwest, to arriving yesterday to stay with my father on the Pacific West coast. I haven't seen dad in several years and haven't been to the lovely little town he resides for almost 10 years. The last time I was here was when my mom passed on in December 2006.
Dad's health is not so good, and he's been needing someone to help him, since he has lived by himself since mom's passing. I have considered before coming here, but honestly I wasn't sure he would accept help. It was also difficult to leave my amazing Grandson Kellen, who by the grace of God has been a part of my daily life for the last four years. He is now six. I miss this child beyond words and not hearing his voice or seeing his smile daily is difficult.
I have another grandson who will be one on the first of April who by the grace of God also I was blessed with being able to be there when he was born and again a month later to spend three weeks taking care of him. Leaving was difficult. My heart still hurts when I think of him and the conflict going on between his parents.
I don't know what this new season I am now entered into is going to bring, but in all that has happened, I believe the Lord has a plan and for now I am right where He wants me to be.
