Thus the Week Before Christmas

Thus the week before Christmas and all through the house

Not a creature was stirring not even my spouse

A small Christmas tree had been placed on a stand

So he could “see” Christmas from his power wheelchair

The last of our children this past year had been wed

So most of my parenting worries I’d shed

While Lynn takes a nap, I put on many hats

I cook and I clean and on my keyboard I tap

When out of the quiet, I hear Lynn start to chatter

I listen intently wondering what’s the matter?

“Hey Sweetie,” he calls, “can you come get this trash?”

Now what is he doing? I muse as I dash.

The room as I enter looks peaceful and glows

With the lights from the tree and the wreath’s bright red bow

When what to my wandering gaze should appear

But his hand inching forward and heading straight to the gear

With a fear of disaster, I step over a split drink

Knowing in a moment he’d cross the room in a blink

More rapid than careful toward the joystick I aim

As he questioned my purpose and asked me my name.

Waking up a bit more, he asked, “What’s that you’re fixin?”

I give him my answer and head back to the kitchen.

In less than ten minutes once again he does call,

A deep sigh I do make and turn back toward the hall.

As I care for his needs and my hands I do dry,

I think of our blessings and tears of joy I do cry

I admit that at times my thoughts are quite blue

But I know in my heart that our faith is our glue

When I fear we won’t make it, I see I have proof

That our Lord is providing with His Word as the root.

His promises have power; His love does abound

His voice is a whisper, it makes not a sound.

Through Christmas He gave us the hope of new life

In His wisdom He gave me to Lynn as his wife

With God’s grace and Lynn’s love, there is nothing I lack

Through my service to both, a small portion I give back.

As I settle back into my chores for the night,

I pray for endurance, understanding and insight.

With a smile I keep going, there’s more to get done

But Christmas is here and we’ve been saved by the Son.

Merry Christmas!

English: Nativity scenes in Sanok

(Photo credit: Wikipedia)


About mscaregiverdonna

I am a full-time caregiver for my spouse who has Multiple Sclerosis while I try to work full-time, take care of our home, and handle any number of other functions that used to be shared by the two of us. I'm learning that it's amazing what you can do when you have to and when you have God to send you the resources you need to manage moment by moment.
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3 Responses to Thus the Week Before Christmas

  1. Amelia Brinson says:

    Wow! Donna, that was beautiful, thanks for sharing.

  2. Hi Donna, this gave me a good laugh. When I was a caregiver, I also realized that sometimes, you have to have a sense of humor. I hope you and Lynn have a joyous holiday season.

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