The Perfect Driveway and the Whys
Sometimes I don’t know the why. Well, often I don’t know the why. I sat on the porch with Mom
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Sometimes I don’t know the why. Well, often I don’t know the why. I sat on the porch with Mom
I’m thankful for this sweet little, mostly depleted candle. Somewhere in the earlier years of Mom’s AD, before we even
Oh Jesus, please take your time. The phone call this morning was full of love and concern, but part of
The day is overcast. My mood is downcast. It seems like every phone call I answer, every bit of news
Everyone knows that chopping onions makes you teary. So, it’s no surprise that my eyes were blurry today. I was
I don’t know if it’s human nature, or just mine, but there was a part of me that wanted to
I stop by to visit Mom and Dad. The end table by Mom’s chair is covered in wrappers and half
My mother’s mama had dementia, possibly from mini strokes. She lived across the country from us, so I only saw
It was a very imperfect kind of birthday party. Some parties are like that. We did get almost the whole
I was skimming some other dementia blogs lately and a reader had written in saying, that though she felt guilty