There’s no love on this Earth I have witnessed that is greater than that of Joey + Rory. Over the past several months, Rory has shared his journey of watching Joey Feek fight cancer. His words are so eloquent, and each one of them breaks our heart and heals it all at once. The most important thing about the couple’s journey, is their honesty, their love of God and their love for each other, particularly since Joey has entered hospice care.
like me, most people probably think when they hear that word that it means that the family must be gathered around their loved one… watching them say their final words and breathing their last breath. And I’m sure in some cases, it probably happens that way.
But last year when my mother was dying of cancer – after hospice was brought in… Mom lived another 3 or 4 more months before she breathed her last. I’ve since heard that it’s not uncommon for people to be on hospice for 6 months, or longer.
And so that’s where we are. A hospice nurse comes once or twice a week and she helps to make sure that Joey’s pain is under control – that her morphine drip is working properly – and to see if she and we, her caregivers, need anything.
But God chooses the appointed time. Not us. Not hospice.
Like things go in life, Joey has good days. And bad days. Days where she sleeps. Days where she smiles.
A few days ago, on the last day Joey walked, I took her in my arms in the living room and once more put her hand in mine and we danced. She steadied with her cane and I softly moved her across the room singing George Strait’s “You Look So Good In Love” in her ear. In the middle of the song though, as I was being careful not to step on her toes – she stopped and looked up at me and said, “How about if I lead?”. And I followed her lead as we slowly two-stepped on her mama’s living room floor.