Normally, this website deals with all things leadership. However, something this week dictates that I write something that is a little “off-topic”.
For four years, I lived in Florida taking care of dad with Alzhemiers. You see, we all have battles. Mine just ended.
Last Thursday, he died at the age of 89.
It’s been a difficult road for the last four years. And it has been difficult as I begin the new road that stands before me.
During this time, I have been blessed with a leader, a mentor, a collaborator, a battle buddy, and a good friend, TJ Trent. With his support, I have been able to stay strong while dad sunk slower into dementia.
TJ seemed to know when to be compassionate, and when to kick me in the ass, ie. his “Shut up. Get up. Man up.” speech.
He always reminded me that I had to take care of myself, as well, and still encourages me to get to the gym. (“You are no good to your dad if you are dead”.)
Although I am not Army, he showed me what a true battle buddy is.
TJ wrote this here in May:
- Battle Buddies watch your rear.
- Battle Buddies comfort one another.
- Battle Buddies keep it real.
Because he was there, I was not allowed to feel sorry for myself and give up, but found the strength to keep going so that dad could die with dignity at home, in his own bed.
People don’t care how much you know until they know how much you care.” — John C. Maxwell
Thanks for being a great battle buddy, TJ.
Do you have that battle buddy, special mentor, or friend? Share in the comment section how does a buddy’s caring and encouragement lead you into doing something that you never knew you could do?