Tag: Alzheimer’s disease
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Out of All the Memories I Could Keep, This Was the One
People who knew my mother tell me I remind them of my mother — in my looks, my mannerisms, and in the way I speak. This mark was one more way I was like her.
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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.
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The Final Shade of Death: She Doesn’t Have Alzheimer’s Anymore!
The eulogy for my mother — but, more important, why the final “shade of death” from Alzheimer’s is joyous for believers in Jesus.
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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.
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If you lose your mind, do you lose your faith?
When a person with Alzheimer’s disease loses her memory, does she lose her faith as well? My mother has Alzheimer’s and has deteriorated such that she can no longer read or fully communicate. A couple of months ago, my sister and I moved Mom to a smaller room in the memory care center where she lives, […]
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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.
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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 sound? If a gift falls into the hands of someone who immediately forgets she’s received it, does it make an impact? I have to admit I have to remind myself that there is joy in […]
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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 your hips and hind end look larger than life, you’d rather he tell you after work, not on a lunchtime date when you have an entire half day yet to work while wearing it. But that […]
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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 so didn’t retrieve any messages until her phone reported 43 new messages — many regarding my siblings’ plans for my mother’s cremation details and our subsequent “celebration of life.” My sister-in-law scrolled through them to find the message […]
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“Bootiful” and a “looker”…
A few weeks ago, I wrote about boots — shallow topic, I know — but it got me thinking about something deeper. Since I had mentioned my friend Kathy in the post, I thought it only right to share the link to the post with her (and hope she wasn’t offended by my references to her summer […]
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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 her memory care facility where she receives great care but continues to lose her memory. I paced a shady sidewalk while I conversed with her. By the time I hung up and reached for the door […]
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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 something is wrong, what is it?” “You’re going to think this is stupid. Actually, it is stupid. Ridiculous… [long pause] “… Last night, I dreamed of an afghan.” Lest he think I meant an Afghan […]
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