Today in Occupational Therapy, we worked on transfers from the chair to the bed and from the bed to the chair and finally from the chair to the bed again. Suffice it to say, Papa was ready to sleep by the time that ordeal was over. For me, transfers involve telling Papa to lean forward, then helping him stand up and pivot to the preferred destination. Sometimes, he can almost do it by himself. But most times, we get into a situation where I get him most of the way, and then we have to stand up again and readjust. So, yes, it is super tiring for him. But it’s okay because the therapist is always there to guide us to the finish line.

I think about how in life, we get to move from one place to the other. For me, since my school is becoming a preschool, I get to transition to another place. To stand up and pivot to the new place, so to speak. Right now, my life is mostly manual labor and then practicing various things on SOLPass with the youngest. I haven’t really thought about the pivot to the next school yet. I am kind of in the middle of it all. I am standing, but haven’t pivoted yet.

Like with my father, it’s tempting just to sit down again. However, in just two short weeks, the seat for me that has been my comfy place for so long will no longer be available for me. I HAVE to pivot. And that is scary and exciting at the same time and also takes strength. I pray for strength, wisdom, and comfort mid-pivot! God, please help me get to the right place at the right time for me. Guide me, Lord God, and help me be strong and courageous.