The Miss and Mix of Alzheimer’s
Today I sat with Mom so Dad could go out for lunch with my brother. She was pretty mellow for
Sharing the stories, emotions and lessons of life's challenges and God's grace
Today I sat with Mom so Dad could go out for lunch with my brother. She was pretty mellow for
In the flurry of Christmas at my parents’ house yesterday Mom asked who someone was. And in return someone asked
I’m learning lessons from fruit flies these days. Truly. My dad always has a big bowl of bananas. And it
Yesterday I woke up and looked at my desk. It was just as I’d left it when I got the
Jesus, bless them, please. Today Mom asked, as she always does, “Where’s Raymon?” And I answered, as I often do,
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
I don’t know if it’s human nature, or just mine, but there was a part of me that wanted to
I’m learning lessons of provision, focus, and prayer as we crash into another stage with Alzheimer’s, or maybe back into