<![CDATA[Embracing Age - Reflections by Carers]]>Fri, 13 Mar 2026 01:21:55 +0000Weebly<![CDATA['Sitting by the river' by Sue]]>Thu, 08 Jan 2026 14:08:15 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/sitting-by-the-river-by-sueI’m sitting by the river taking time off from caring
Cherry trees daffodils daisies on the bank behind me
Two ducks on the tow path in front of me
Sitting and staring. 

Why do I find it so hard to sit and stare to switch off from caring
Being on call 24/7 is probably the reason
in the season of life as a carer who is ageing some days can be very wearing.
 
The river runs along it knows where it’s going
but I often don’t know where my life is going
But my faith in God in this season of life as a carer who’s ageing is unwavering
 
It’s God who helps me through each day
The monotonous, good, bad, occasionally exciting days
He’s given me the carers’ group with Rod and Sarah
To help me in this season of life as an ageing carer
 
To have two hours off is a blessing I know
To walk along the river and not care where I go
To pray and thank God for his unwavering love.
For us, the cared for and the carer who is ageing.
 
The carer has gone but my son is there
For a while, I can now try to sit and stare.

​by Sue Dickens (Faith in Ageing competition)
]]><![CDATA['Life after the rehab assistants' by Sue]]>Mon, 24 Mar 2025 00:00:00 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/life-after-the-rehab-assistantsMonday to Friday my life has been helped by the carer who comes in the morning
since the rehab assistants have left
One visit a day instead of four is a blessing
She chats away, I’m so grateful to God
for the carer who comes in the morning

Since becoming a carer new skills I have learned
The hospital bed is no longer a foe
I’ve mastered the brake
To make the thing go backwards and forwards
without hurting my toe.

Since becoming a carer new words, I now use
slide sheet ,dry wipes ,Proshield spray
Barrier cream and perching stool
Are words I now use every day.

Some words we don’t want to hear
District Nurse makes us shudder
Pressure sores are another
They both are an ongoing fear

When doing the strip wash alone
new words from my husband, I hear
Mind my toes or I’ve slipped down the bed or a phone call early in the morning (he’s downstairs. I’m upstairs)
It’s usually the warning of him saying I need the commode.

New words for our exercise time have come from our Physio Anna
marching while sitting marching while standing
step work and stickwork, high five
Sit to stand is another ankle weights is the other
new words for our exercise time

Since becoming a carer truth to tell I’m a personal trainer as well
Exercise time Trevor hears from me
to delay it he wants a cup of tea
but he knows he’ll keep going
as the progress is showing
or Anna will want to know why.]]><![CDATA[​‘The Way We Are’ by Carole]]>Thu, 21 Nov 2024 00:00:00 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/the-way-we-are-by-caroleI give and give and give some more
All fuelled by love and nothing else
And when I've got no more to give
I find inside there is some more

Love is unending
Love prevails
Love goes through the storms
When our strength fails
And we are spent
We rise again
We rise again

For who can stop love?
It is like a river
That flows to the parts of our loved ones soul
And makes them feel safe and secure

We have bad days
we mess up
We lose our temper
And feel we have failed

Yet no one is perfect
And it's okay
God knows we crack from time to time
Because we are human vessels

It's love that mends
The carer and the cared for
And honest truth
Of sorry when we fail

Then we embrace
Or see in their eyes
That our relationship
Did not break

Human, messy, tears and despair
Anger, pain and end of tether
STILL we find strength for another day
As God's peace, joy and love is our true strength]]><![CDATA[​‘Worship Welcome’ by Holly]]>Sat, 19 Oct 2024 23:00:00 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/worship-welcome-by-hollyI wandered, searching for a pew
With gloss or cushion, vault or hall,
A congregation, vast or few,
Befriending siblings of the stall;
A group with welcome in their heart,
And ready kindness to impart.
​
A wave of music swept the room
Curtailing chat and calling prayers:
Binding threads within a loom
Of praise to God and rest for cares:
I prayed - and prayed - focusing thought 
On woes and blessings I had brought.

For oft when on my couch I sit,
On worldly ails I'm apt to brood,
And long for help to make me fit
To share the load and lift the mood,
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances, Lord, through vales and hills.

(With an apology to William Wordsworth for sullying his style.)]]><![CDATA[‘Dementia’ by Shan]]>Tue, 01 Oct 2024 23:00:00 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/dementia-by-shan​We sit together but I am alone
We share a meal but I am alone
We say good morning but I am alone
We sit and have coffee but I am alone
We sit and watch television but I am alone
We are prisoners with invisible bars
We are held in by your mental health of fear
Routine is our constant
I can see him I know he is there
Same on the outside
I recognise his face
All emotion is gone I don’t remember him
Yes I am alone
​
We get up and don’t plan the day
We will have to cope with whatever comes our way
Times of joy and moments of pain
Dear Lord help keep me sane
Strengthen us enough for each day
Help me Lord to find a way
To have patience and calm throughout the storm
For I know this is not the norm.]]><![CDATA[Afresh by Judy]]>Tue, 04 Oct 2022 17:23:02 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/afresh-by-judy
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​A Day in the Lakes
Finally seeing those mountains
Reaching into the sky towards Heaven
Escaping all the busyness and demands on my time
Sharing with Chris, or sometimes a friend
Having found peace, and Heaven on earth
]]><![CDATA[A Collection of poems by Holly]]>Fri, 30 Sep 2022 14:40:04 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/a-collection-of-poems-by-hollyHolly writes: "​Poetry helped to vent my feelings and frustrations, plus to document the act of care-giving, progress of my Mum's dementia, entity of Covid upto and beyond the death of my Step-Father at home, and 'red light' my own mental crisis - which led to my change of role from Primary Carer (24/7 live-in) to Secondary Carer (supporting my brother, now non-resident Prime Carer, and the family and professional Care Teams)."

​My Mum's always been there

​My Mum’s always been there
With her caring smile,
Through good times and perverse.
My Mum’s always been there
Through every trial,
But dementia’s made our roles reverse.
My Mum’s always been there,
But now she’s rotting.  Damn this mental curse.

White Roses

Picture

Hitchinbrook Garden

Life on the wing and fin
Bustle around the refuge shade
In a sense-filled garden
Where cares are laid.

Strokes of rainbow radiance
Stir in shallows or suckle blooms,
Watched by eyes and anxious hearts
Fettered by gloom.

Abundant vigour drives
Coupled flight and busy bees,
Helping souls be hopeful
On days like these.

Dragonfly and pigeon
Settle a moment in repose,
Bathed in sunlight&#39;s healing
Rest, then rise.

In this peaceful garden
Oasis within medicinal storm,
Heightened senses find relief,
Easing the care worn.

I don't want to play scrabble...

How's your mum?

Someone enquires.
Memory stirs.
It hurts.
Please leave my grief untouched,
The pain's too much.
"Oh, she's still here."
But she's not.
]]><![CDATA[Thankyou, by Dave]]>Tue, 08 Jun 2021 23:00:00 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/thankyou-by-dave
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Good friends and family continue to care for us.
Your love is expressed in so many ways,
And is as balm to my troubled soul.
Deep anxiety still racks me often,
Especially as night falls;
But God reassures me of His constancy,
And I know His presence;
His sure grip.

Days are warm now, in my Jackie's garden,
I listen as the birds sing,
And watch as each new day brings -
Fresh bloom delight, to pots and borders.

I wrap the moments of solitude around me,
They defend my spirit.

Knowing nothing yet of what more is to come,
I draw on His strength -
And your concern - 
Often, and always.

Thank you.
]]><![CDATA[But I'm Lonely, by Judy]]>Thu, 06 May 2021 23:00:00 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/but-im-lonely-by-judy​I am not alone
But I’m lonely

I live with my son, caring for his needs,
But I’m lonely

I have friends to talk with, laugh with and share with,
But I’m lonely

I have community work and lots of things to do
But I’m lonely

I talk too much, I know, when out with friends,
But I’m lonely

I love the woods, the mountains, lake and sky
Out here, I’m NOT lonely

I’m home alone, while my son’s away, just me and my thoughts,
With prayer, I’m really.. not.. that lonely]]><![CDATA[Eyes High, by Mary]]>Wed, 05 May 2021 23:00:00 GMThttps://www.embracingage.org.uk/reflections-by-carers/eyes-high-by-mary​A Haikus by Mary, which she wrote based on Psalm 23 and then was blessed to see the beautiful scene below on a walk in the countryside.
Picture
Fresh life streams free-flow.
Hills restore;  eyes high, not low.
Lush pastures green grow. ​
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