You could put a piece of dry toast in front of him and tell him it was dinner, and he would tell you it was beautiful and thank you a thousand times. He would mean it with all his heart! Inside the bread, he would feel your hands placing it on his plate and toasting it before that. Inside the bread, he would feel the bread baker, the grain grower, the earth, sky, sun, rain, harvest, labor motion that allowed this care to happen. “Thanks honey. Thank you so much babe. Thank you.”
His love defies possibility. If you were to break open his heart, jewels would come pouring out that could never be hoarded. Inside your own heart there are treasures like this. He sees them there and knows how rich you are. When he tells you the bread is beautiful, he is saying: “Care is our currency.” When he thanks you for the thousandth time: “Give it away and find yourself with more.”
Written on Father’s Day 2020
This is so beautiful, Elizabeth. Thank you. Your father is an amazing human. I think he passed it on!
You are his treasure, Elizabeth! I hope, and I suspect, that sustains you.
This is beautiful. My own father fit this bill as well. He never did anything for himself. Everything he did in life was for others. His family was his greatest Treasure and he made us all feel so loved. An ugly thing called Alzheimer’s set it’s grips on him and caused him to suffer unspeakable setbacks and challenges, which I won’t go into here, but through it all, his love never faltered and his smile never faded. He was a true hero in my eyes. This was my 2nd Father’s Day without him. He passed on Feb. 10, 2019. Reading your post filled me with the Joy that only someone who has lived through this could understand. The joy of those small moments. Hugs to you and your Dad. ?
Elizabeth…you are describing my father perfectly.
It will be four years this September when I lost him.
He succumbed to the stress of taking care of my mother who is now in a Memory Unit with Alzheimer’s.
My heart aches for his conversation daily.
My mother was his bride for almost 64 years.
I miss him!
“Inside your own heart there are treasures like this. He sees them there and knows how rich you are.” Dear one, I missed seeing this blog post, yet get the see again the pictures and words you shared in June. Grateful for finding this reminder this afternoon. Yes, care is our currency. Much love to you, Casey and Lou.