God's Grace and Life's Challenges

Dimming To-Do List

I needed to leave. I had a list of things to get done. I’d already fed Mom lunch and washed

A few years ago in this journey with Alzheimer’s, I used to ask Mom, “Do you know who I am?”

I walked in the house and saw Mama in her rocking chair. “Hi, Mom!” I said. “That’s all I’ve got,”

This is the second time I’ve ever cried tears of gratitude for a dentist. And I’m pretty sure it’s the

In the midst of Mama’s angry dementia, God sent me a sign of His tender mercies… Mom shouts so much

I thought Mama’s words didn’t hurt me anymore. I thought I had adjusted to the things she says through the

Sometimes I feel overwhelmed. Today I looked at my to-do list and just felt stressed out and guilty. And then

Last night Mama asked, “When I’m old, can I go home?” And though I half smile at the innocent wonder

Mama cuddles up next to me on the love seat. “I love you, Mama,” I say. Mom turns her head

Sometimes it’s better to not say much. Talking with Mama seems to agitate her more often than not these days.