Conversations with Dad

I had the strangest flashback yesterday to my years as a mother of preschoolers.

Dad started a new respite care program so I picked him up to take him there. I collected extra clothing (for obvious reasons), put the clothes in plastic zip bags with his name written on it, packed a lunch, and off we went.

The respite care takes place in a church. Workers were waiting for us, warmly welcoming, as they helped Dad find his cubby for his raincoat. On the big table in the room was an antique wooden ski–the object lesson for the day.

Dad looked reluctant, not unexpected. As I got ready to leave, he looked at me with panicked eyes. “When will you be back?” he asked.

“After lunch,” I said. Still, he looked nervous, like he wanted to bolt.

But I knew it was the best place for him to be–stimulating, encouraging, positive.

I waved goodbye and hurried out.

Just like I used to do with reluctant preschoolers.

But I spent the morning with one eye on the clock. Just like I used to!

About Suzanne

Suzanne Woods Fisher writes bestselling, award winning fiction and non-fiction books about the Old Order Amish for Revell Books. Her interest in the Plain People began with her Old Order German Baptist grandfather, raised in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Suzanne's app, Amish Wisdom, delivers a daily Amish proverb to your phone or iPad. She writes a bi-monthly column for Christian Post and Cooking & Such magazine. She lives with her family in California and raises puppies for Guide Dogs for the Blind. To Suzanne's way of thinking, you can't take life too seriously when a puppy is running through your house with someone's underwear in its mouth.