[guide.chat] jim
- From: vanessa <qwerty1234567a@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: "GUIDE CHAT" <guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2012 02:16:44 +0100
just read all the parts of your life story, boy you not had it so good and on
the other hand you have had the chance to learn many values and experiences
through your life which has made you the brother and friend we love on our chat
room, the only way is up now, you have a nice home and nice new kitchen, things
are only going to get better for you, never stop learning.
vanessa.
-----Original Message-----
From: James Liddell - Email Address: james.liddell2@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Sent On: 05/08/2012 20:14
Sent To: Guide Chat - Email Address: guide.chat@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
Subject: [guide.chat] My story Part four
By the time I was forty, I had established a routine. I had been ordained
an elder in the Church of Scotland in 1992; this took up even more of my time.
However, I had begun to notice a detrioration in my mum's health. She began by
suffering from depression, which gradually increased as the years progressed.
Her increasing mobility issues due to the arthritis didn't help, and she spent
more and more time indoors. Consequently, I took over more of the chores. This
was so gradual a process that I could cope with it, and my own mobility and
vision issues.
However, I found myself having to spend more and more time with her, a, if
left alone for an extended period, she would go into panic mode. Unfortunately,
the depression developed into dementia in her last six months. By this time I'd
been caring for her for nearly twelve years.
After circulation problems, she had to go into hospital - where she broke her
hip. The surgery was too much for her, and she died in December, 2009. I'm so
grateful that she was still mainly in her right mind. On the day she died, we
prayed together. The last words she ever spoke were "I love you." A great way
to sign off and start the next part of her journey.
So, I was alone...well, not really alone. I never lost that feeling of
presence that comes when Christians are committed to Christ. I'd never really
liked the house we'd lived in, so, only days after her funeral, I applied for
another house. Things began to settle down....until, three months later, in
February 2010, my remaining eye decided to have some fun.
My retina detached.
To get to it, the doctors had to remove a congenital cataract which was so
thick they had to get special instruments made for its removal. The operation
took five hours. I'm so grateful to the doctors: they managed to save at least
some sight, but I now have no lens in my eye, and an artificial lens is out of
the question. I was a bit apprehensive about staying in that big house, knowing
that I could wait at least two years before a smaller one became available.
That's when one of those coincidences which isn't really a coincidence happened.
Just as the gunge had cleared from my eye, and I had some mobility again, this
house came up for me. It's absolutely wonderful! small, full of storage space
and a bus stop ten feet from my front door!
So that's about it. I remain an elder in Church, and I'm trained and set
apart to conduct worship. I'm in the middle of training to conduct funeral
services at the moment, and I'm representative elder on my church
Presbytery...a body which is marginally more boring than watching paint dry.
Oh, and, I forgot.
For twenty five years, I've been active in local politics, as a member of my
local S.N.P branch.
Jim.
Jim
PTL!
Skype jim.liddell6
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