Rewarding experience.

About a month ago, my dad, 77, went in for back surgery.

Momma is pretty well gone with Alzheimer's. She can't feed herself, can't walk, has to wear adult diapers, etc.

Pop's been her sole caretaker for about the last five years and pretty much wants it that way. The rest of the family helps him out with other things, like gardens and mowing, household chores.

With him being limited after his surgery, my sister and her kids helped with Momma for the first week.

The next two weeks fell to me.

Y'all have heard the Biblical story of Christ washing the feet of the disciples. This is taken to extreme, having to clean, dress, bathe, feed your mom.

After all the years of sacrifice this woman made for her kids (four of us in total) it is truly touching and an honor to care for her in her twilight years.