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Sunday, February 3, 2013

" Possessions mean nothing in the end..." 'Judith Whitehead' (Inspiration Sunday)

"Guest-blogger Judith Whitehead lives in Amherst N.Y. and has worked in the
 ophthalmology field of medicine for over 30 years...
 Today she talks about what's really important in life.  Enjoy...  ;D)

Possessions mean nothing in the end

My parents grew up in the Great Depression, when every cent saved went to survive another day .Their upbringings were difficult financially , and they both learned early on how to make ends meet. My dad was 10 y ears older than my mom. After World War II ended, he decided to start his own family and asked my mom to marry him after their third date.

Family was important to my father, and he saw it as his responsibility to take care of my mother and their children. He worked long, hard hours on the road as a salesman, and he could turn whisky into wine with just about any thing he sold.

My mother was his queen, and his goal was to make her happy . Since they grew up from humble beginnings, he wanted her to have any thing she needed. But she was also a saver and only would
buy those things she felt she needed.

They spent 50 happy y ears together until her untimely passing, when he was left to go on alone. His beloved queen left him far too soon. All the mementos that they had collected over the years
from their many trips and celebrations meant nothing to him any longer. They were merely possessions, meaningless without her to share them with.

Several y ears later, we sold the house we grew up in, and Dad moved into a senior housing complex. He wanted nothing to take with him. No knickknacks, no accessories. Just the necessities – a few pictures and clothing – because he realized that all that stuff meant nothing without his wife.

Now that he is in his mid-90's, with limited mobility and failing memory , he has downsized to a room with a bed, TV and dresser, with basic meals to sustain his life. It is more than sad to visit
with him every day and to witness what his life has been reduced to.

Seeing my father’s situation has also made me take a huge step back and take note of all the possessions I have accumulated over the y ears. It was fun to collect them and admire them, but I now realize that having them means nothing if there is no one to share them with.

What do we do with all this stuff when we have to move from our houses into an apartment, a smaller home or a nursing home? It all becomes things that we don’t know what to do with. The objects become burdens for our children to dispose of.We sell them, we hand them down, and we donate them.

It is not things that make our lives worth living. Life experiences, sharing ourselves with others and making each day count are the most important things – they make real memories.

My father was and always will be a scraper and a survivor, and he has handed down those traits to his family . He has shown me, without say ing one word, that stuff means nothing without having
memories of family and friends to share your life with.

My dad has little to do now except read a few magazines a day , watch TV and peruse the newspaper, but there is one thing that he still has – his fondest memories of his lovely wife, whom
he lost so long ago. He has a treasure chest full of wonderful stories that he can dream about
every day .

I am grateful that he still has those memories, and I only hope he can hold on to them a little
longer.

The Buffalo News also published this  on January 26,2013
http://www.buffalonews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20130126/LIFE/130129370/1057

5 comments:

KimoRosen said...

The best times in my life is when I have had the least.

Chester "Unc" Lau said...

Thank you Judith Whitehead,we need to emulate your family of love , hard work & independence,You are the living proof of your parents life philosophy , thank you.

KimoRosen said...

as they say, "You can't take with you... I actually have a friend who has few possessions and his house is so inviting with just minimum furniture and stuff. I am striving all the time to get rid of stuff,and be like my friend however it's tough when Costco is my favorite store. ;D)

Chester "Unc" Lau said...

Learn from the Japanese with less furniture & nick necks,simple but elegant ,I have tons of magazines I like to donate to somebody

KimoRosen said...

Unc, I too had a ton of magazines, finally wound up throwing them out, nobody wants magazines, everything free on the internet, that's why so many periodicals are either going out of business or going totally electronic...