People talk about the big “C” but in my family we have the big “C” and the bigger “A”. Do you have a family member suffering from Alzheimer’s or dementia? We do, and it’s hard to look to the future; that’s why I enjoyed reading this post and why I acknowledge there is still lots to be grateful for.
In a four year period, Dad passed away from his Alzheimer’s, Mom was diagnosed and then passed from her dementia, and my husband Richard was diagnosed. Many days I’m afraid to push open the heavy weathered door to the future, to see what’s next.
But when the fear comes, I stop for a moment and take a deep breath.
Then I open the blinds to the beauty in the world. The rising sun, the twinkling stars, the hoot of the owl on the old oak tree. The steam in my nostrils with the first sip of morning french roast. The aroma of cinnamon and apples from my hot cider at night.
With eyes wide open I see reminders of three special people in my life. Faded old photographs, a cozy quilt, recipe cards of Mom’s, drawings doodled by Dad, loving cards carefully penned by my husband.
I recognize how blessed…
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