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  • The final shade of death: She doesn't have Alzheimer's anymore!
    The final shade of death: She doesn't have Alzheimer's anymore!
  • What's in the Cards for You in 2021?
    What's in the Cards for You in 2021?
  • Is Your Cell Phone Number Being Used in a Scam?
    Is Your Cell Phone Number Being Used in a Scam?
  • Shades of death: When you lose a loved one to Alzheimer's disease
    Shades of death: When you lose a loved one to Alzheimer's disease
  • The crybaby cure...
    The crybaby cure...
  • When your friend battles breast cancer...
    When your friend battles breast cancer...
  • I woke up this morning...
    I woke up this morning...

Latest Posts

  • What’s in the Cards for You in 2021? January 12, 2021
  • Is Multitasking Sapping Your Spiritual Strength? December 2, 2020
  • Create Boundaries to Protect Your Most Precious Possession: Time November 16, 2020
  • Hurricane Eta Is Messing With My Day at the Beach November 11, 2020
  • The Best Way to Appreciate a Gift Is to Use It Well November 9, 2020

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Glimpses of Sara

Adam and I a mere six years ago...
Adam and I a mere six years ago…
Stainless steel frames with progressive, no-line bifocal lenses that are photochromatic and have a premium oleophobic anti-reflective coating for a mere $136.26 shipped to my mailbox in two weeks or less. Zenni, you should hire me to advertise for you.)
Stainless steel frames with progressive, no-line bifocal lenses that are photochromatic and have a premium oleophobic anti-reflective coating for a mere $136.26 shipped to my mailbox in two weeks or less. Zenni, you should hire me to advertise for you.)
My mom and I when we visited the butterfly museum last summer.
My mom and I when we visited the butterfly museum last summer.
Me and my poison ivy--not thrilled with each other even a week after it appeared.
Me and my poison ivy–not thrilled with each other even a week after it appeared.
Spontaneous selifes by way of illustration: The two on the left were done with modern technology, me looking at what would be the mirror image WYWIWYG. The right one, quasi modern, digital smartphone camera but holding it as I would a traditional camera.
Spontaneous selifes by way of illustration: The two on the left were done with modern technology, me looking at what would be the mirror image WYWIWYG. The right one, quasi modern, digital smartphone camera but holding it as I would a traditional camera.
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My dad walked me down the aisle and gave me away, despite my bird's nest hairdo.
My dad walked me down the aisle and gave me away, despite my bird’s nest hairdo.
Stars upon thar driver licenses...
Stars upon thar driver licenses…
Loving being with my husband
Loving being with my husband
A selfie of my mother and I on my last visit.
A selfie of my mother and I on my last visit.
My mom with my son Adam and me on Mother's Day 2012.
My mom with my son Adam and me on Mother’s Day 2012.
My son after his final performance in "Beauty and the Beast." He played both a beast and a prince perfectly... just like in real life. :)
My son after his final performance in “Beauty and the Beast.” He played both a beast and a prince perfectly… just like in real life. :)
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Proud mama and her baby boy
Proud mama and her baby boy
Daughter-in-love and mother-in-love. :)
Daughter-in-love and mother-in-love. :)
My friend Robena and I took a selfie prior to embarking on the Dash for Diabetes 5K Saturday morning.
My friend Robena and I took a selfie prior to embarking on the Dash for Diabetes 5K Saturday morning.
So it poured rain the day of commencement, which meant it was a bad hair day. But it was a great day with my new, old friends anyway!
So it poured rain the day of commencement, which meant it was a bad hair day. But it was a great day with my new, old friends anyway!
12 photos in glasses
The fun before the storm... Little Orange Riding Hood and her sister Trish with unruly, not overly photogenic or cooperative football fans in the background. Did these people not feel the raindrops splashing around us? This was the weekend before the Nightmare with Coughin' began...
The fun before the storm… Little Orange Riding Hood and her sister Trish with unruly, not overly photogenic or cooperative football fans in the background. Did these people not feel the raindrops splashing around us? This was the weekend before the Nightmare with Coughin’ began…
Actually, I was holding the pitchfork, and I wasn't smiling...
Actually, I was holding the pitchfork, and I wasn’t smiling…
Me, this morning, with the trusty float destined to save me from all the denizens of the deep -- and the shallows.
Me, this morning, with the trusty float destined to save me from all the denizens of the deep — and the shallows.
(When you're not great at shooting selfies while driving, transform them into sketches.... ) While I did ask my son how I looked before I left for my first day on the job, I didn't think about shooting a photo -- until I reached my first STOP sign. I look more happy than anxious. :)
(When you’re not great at shooting selfies while driving, transform them into sketches…. ) While I did ask my son how I looked before I left for my first day on the job, I didn’t think about shooting a photo — until I reached my first STOP sign. I look more happy than anxious. :)
Temporarily pouting, but permanently enlightened!
Temporarily pouting, but permanently enlightened!
That would be me.... and, yes, I am smiling behind the mask.
That would be me…. and, yes, I am smiling behind the mask.
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Category: dementia

What If You Fail to Be Who You Thought You’d Be?
Christian life, dementia, grief, memories

What If You Fail to Be Who You Thought You’d Be?

This post is about friends who help us to be the person we’d like to be, told through my experiences with both failure and grace. Continue reading What If You Fail to Be Who You Thought You’d Be?

Shades of death: When you lose a loved one to Alzheimer’s disease
dementia, family, grief, memories

Shades of death: When you lose a loved one to Alzheimer’s disease

When you lose someone by Alzheimer’s, you lose her progressively. Both you and the one you love experience shades of death. Continue reading Shades of death: When you lose a loved one to Alzheimer’s disease

For the love of mom…
aging parents, dementia, life

For the love of mom…

My mother has loved me well. I will remember that as she remembers less and less — and love her well in return. I hate Alzheimer’s disease. Continue reading For the love of mom…

If a gift falls in the forest…
aging parents, Christian life, dementia, life

If a gift falls in the forest…

If a tree falls in the forest and no one is near enough to hear it, does it make a … Continue reading If a gift falls in the forest…

aging parents, dementia, fashion, humor, life

If she only knew…

Sometimes it’s better not to know. For instance, when your husband thinks the dress you wore to work that day makes … Continue reading If she only knew…

aging parents, dementia

The reports of her pending death are greatly exaggerated…

It was on Friday that the texts regarding funeral plans flooded my phone Texas-style. My poor sister-in-law was working and … Continue reading The reports of her pending death are greatly exaggerated…

“Bootiful” and a “looker”…
aging parents, character, Christian life, dementia, family, humor, inspiration, life

“Bootiful” and a “looker”…

A few weeks ago, I wrote about boots — shallow topic, I know — but it got me thinking about … Continue reading “Bootiful” and a “looker”…

A throwback at Christmas…
aging parents, dementia, family, fashion, life, memories

A throwback at Christmas…

Last night, my oldest sister sent a text that included the photo at left, above, and the sentence, “Recognize anything besides … Continue reading A throwback at Christmas…

aging parents, character, Christian life, dementia, family, life, memories

Singing to free the hostage…

Writing about my “hostage situation” in McDonald’s made me think of my father’s week-long experience as a McDonald’s hostage  — at least … Continue reading Singing to free the hostage…

aging parents, Christian life, dementia, family, inspiration, life

Sara: Don’t call Mom at work…

I made the mistake of calling my mother. I was on my lunch break from work; she was safely ensconced in … Continue reading Sara: Don’t call Mom at work…

An afghan as a symbol of regret…
aging parents, character, Christian life, dementia, family, life, memories

An afghan as a symbol of regret…

My husband noticed something was wrong. At first I hesitated. Then I told him, “No, it’s stupid.” “I can tell … Continue reading An afghan as a symbol of regret…

aging parents, Christian life, dementia, family, life

At a loss for words…

When my mother was first diagnosed with dementia, she had word-finding and organizational issues; now she has people-placing and event-remembering … Continue reading At a loss for words…

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