Outing with mom

Today was one of those rare and precious occasions when I was able to take Mom and my sister, together with their helper, across to JB. Before setting off, I checked the causeway cameras and noticed that the traffic was clear. That small window of ease felt like an invitation, so I decided to bring them over for lunch and a little shopping.

From the moment we got into the car, Mom was full of excitement — almost like a little child going on an adventure. She talked nonstop the entire journey, her voice animated and full of life. It warmed my heart. Moments like these feel especially precious now.

We had lunch at Anjapan’s, and then went to the Gaint Supermarket at Leisure Mall for some shopping. Though her memory is fading because of dementia, today she was cheerful and radiant. She enjoyed her lunch, smiled often, and seemed completely present in the moment. There was a lightness about her that I have not seen in a while.

As I sat there quietly observing her, I was struck by how graceful she looked. Age has touched her body, and dementia has taken parts of her memory, yet there remains a quiet dignity about her. My mind drifted down memory lane. I began recalling the many years of her faithful walk with the Lord — her prayers, her service, her steadfast love for God and for people.

What a tremendous testimony this woman has been for the Lord.

Through different seasons of life — hardship, sacrifice, joys, and uncertainties — she remained anchored in her faith. She lived out her devotion not loudly, but consistently. And now, in what I can only describe as her sunset days, she still loves the Lord. There is still a tenderness in her spirit when His name is mentioned. There is still a delight when Scripture is read. Though memory fades, her love for Him seems to remain deeply rooted somewhere beyond what dementia can erase.

It reminded me that life moves in seasons. The one who once carried and guided me now walks more slowly, sometimes uncertainly. Yet the grace of God that sustained her through her strongest years is the same grace carrying her now.

As I reflect, my heart feels both tender and grateful. I am reminded that faithfulness over a lifetime is a beautiful thing to witness. And I am thankful that even as memories fade, the Lord remains — constant, faithful, and near.

Today I saw not just my aging mother, but a life that has quietly glorified God.

And for that, I am deeply grateful.

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