Carry On

I love Tim McGraw, I mean who doesn’t… because what’s not to love there, right? ūüôā

Today, while I was visiting my mother at the Care Center, I¬†was thinking of one of Tim’s songs, Carry On. A line in the song says “carry on, what don’t kill us makes us strong.” I often sing that song to myself when I’m having a difficult day, and¬†I think¬†those words¬†describe the atmosphere of many of the people, both residents and visitors,¬†I see all the time at¬†the Care Center.

For example, the lady in the blue and white shirt walking across the dining room floor is Susan.


Susan’s¬†husband is a resident of the Care Center. He had a massive stroke, about four years ago,¬†that left him unable to speak at all. Susan arrives at the Care Center everyday of the week at 6:00 a.m and stays until her husband is put to bed in the evening at about 7:00 p.m.

Susan comes to sit with her husband, feeds him, and in general makes sure he is well cared for since he can’t speak and tell the staff what he wants or needs.


I make a point of spending time visiting with Susan when I go to visit my mother, and I am always humbled by her loving, caring, and selfless spirit. She always has a smile on her face and I have never heard her complain about how tiring it has to be to spend your entire day, everyday, at the Care Center. Susan just takes it in stride and “carries on…”

This is David.


I’ve written about David before and mentioned that he was a pilot in the Air Force. Everyone calls him “fly boy.” David is 57 years old and lost one of his legs, and¬†suffered multiple internal injuries,¬†in a terrible auto accident. Shortly after his accident his wife left him and filed for divorce. He has five adult children living in another state but I’m told he rarely has visitors. David has a power wheelchair and always gets behind residents that want help getting up and down the long halls to give them a push using his chair to power them to their desired location. I have never seen David when he wasn’t smiling, even today, when he returned from his doctor appointment after being told he now has gangrene in his remaining leg and may have to have it amputated as well. Instead of being bitter, and angry, David arrived in the dining room smiling, and offered to say the prayer before the meal for his tablemates… You would never know the pain he feels because David just keeps “carrying on…”

These are just two, of many, many, examples of the people I witness each and every time I visit my mother, that show enormous faith and strength in the face of¬†unbelievable difficulty each and every day of their lives. They¬†know how to reach deep inside and “carry on…” God bless them all!

On a happier note, my mother was in a pretty good mood today. She was excited to show me her new bracelet and necklace she bought from a craft fair held at the Care Center earlier this week.


She said she was able to draw money out of her account I set up for her and bought the jewelry for $5:00 each. The are pretty, and they make her happy,¬†and when she asked me¬†if I thought she did good with her purchase,¬†I smiled and said “they’re beautiful, carry on…”

Stay Tuned!


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