#JusJoJan ~ 1/18/19 – Companionship

Di prompted us with companionship.  What a comforting word.  Just like a nice warm blanket or fuzzy socks :).   Click here to find her last post  Hi Di!!!!!!

After my mom died (21 years ago next week), my dad was depressed.  The first sign was that he stopped showering.  He wasn’t eating much either.  He’d sit for hours in his recliner with the TV on for noise.  What he was able to manage was going to daily weekday morning Mass held in the rectory.  He struck up a relationship with a fellow parishioner who was also often in attendance.

The next thing you know, he started taking care of himself.  Yay! to showering again but also to getting out there and living life.  When he announced his impending wedding, many were surprised.  Some even upset.  He’d hear things like “You’re 81 years old!! what are you thinking?!??!”  Me, well I was over the moon happy to get my daddy back.  To see him laugh and smile … “How Sweet It Is”.

Being lonely or alone in a crowd can kill and not quickly.  I was watching my physically well dad slowly die from loneliness.  Human contact and companionship saves lives y’all.  I swear by it.  Gave me my dad back for almost nine more years.

Virtual hugs to you and yours.  Whoever is reading this, know someone cares.  You are not alone.

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