The Overcast, Downcast Going for Upcast Day
The day is overcast. My mood is downcast. It seems like every phone call I answer, every bit of news
Sharing the stories, emotions and lessons of life's challenges and God's grace
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
I woke up with a headache. Then I learned that an older family member had called and talked to my
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 shouldn’t keep it, but I can’t throw it away. Dad cleaned out another cupboard and asked me if I
I was skimming some other dementia blogs lately and a reader had written in saying, that though she felt guilty
Last week Dad and I brought Mom to the dentist. It was slightly traumatic for all of us, but I