... I really stopped engaging on social media in January. I had been visiting my dad in a nursing home in hospice every 2 weeks or so for the past 6 months in the Chicago burbs- and honestly I felt like beautiful interior photos didn’t express what I was focusing on genuinely. Everything shifted. The harsh ugliness of linoleum floors, florescent lighting and institutional furniture just didn’t reflect the beauty I was seeing every day there. It really wouldn’t translate. The human connection happening near the smoking section at the dumpsters outside in the below zero slushy concrete slab “patio” didn’t make for a lovely photo to share. The CNA singing in her lovely voice to my dad- making us all cry as he struggled to sit up straight in his wheelchair- it didn’t fit the aesthetic I was going for...All of the sudden, it felt very insincere to post the darling corner I love to nestle up in at the lake to read a book. Or the progress on a little design project I took on for someone who has become a dear friend. I did however jump in every once in a while to experience the photos my friends posted on instagram. It lifted me up and inspired me. When I came home, I appreciated even more that lovely corner I love to nestle up in at the lake...But my dad was dying. It just didn’t seem so important to share...
Another 6 months later and - this is really amazing news- my dad is “graduating” from hospice. Yes- you read it right. He is extremely proud to let everyone know that statistically “only 1/2 of 1 % of people in hospice make it out ALIVE!” Although dad will remain in the nursing home as he requires 24hr nursing care, he has a new lease on life. His goal is to be able to stand enough to get in and out of a wheelchair and into a car (or plane) to attend my sister’s wedding in September and to visit our lake home in Texas.
My dad enjoys beauty. Architecture, art, gardens and interiors have always inspired him. When I was a kid, I remember just driving through neighborhoods with dad to look at the architecture and gardens. For no other reason than to OOH and AH.
Dad (Elmer) and me
While visiting dad, he wanted to see all the projects I was working on. Showing him the photos, I realized how much he loves the process. (He moved a wall in his downtown condo 18” to improve his view.) I think I know where I might have gotten my design sensibilities...Although my mom is an extremely talented artist so she may have contributed too:) Anyway, now that I won’t be visiting every two weeks, the universe has truly lined up a project for me that I would love to share- with dad and with friends who are interested in the process too. Dad was involved when I was negotiating and purchasing this place- it was happening while I was visiting him. I’m excited to share with him the renovation process. Yes- there will be lovely photos. But there will also be a genuineness that matches up with the life I’m living. And, of course, it will benefit Dwell with Dignity.
It might not always be pretty. Don’t expect hair and makeup! A little more real life ( and before photos) and, of course, maybe some videos for dad if I can figure that out. His vision is slightly blurred but we think he can now have cataract surgery which will improve his quality of life hugely! His jumbo iPad will be the portal. This blog will be the platform. Thanks for all of the prayers and love over this past year. It has been a journey! Our family is closer and our hearts are more open. This one is for you, Dad!
Xoxx
~Lisa