The End
My Dad died this morning. I will say more at a later time but I wanted to convey immediately my appreciation for the prayers, warm thoughts and support everyone has offered to my family and I on this...
View ArticlePostgame
I tried briefly to explain to Mom what had happened, that her husband was dead but even standing in the room looking at Dad’s body, Mom could not comprehend what had happened. I tried another track....
View ArticleVisions of Home
Dad’s funeral was nice. It was what Dad would have wanted. It was also a major milestone. It was the first funeral attended by my kids since the one for their Mom. They’ve had other opportunities, for...
View ArticleRecharging the Batteries, Bit by Bit
Since my Dad’s death I’ve taken a deliberately lower profile across all social and electronic media. A combination of grief, depression and simple emotional exhaustion made it prudent to do so. I’ve...
View ArticlePromotion to Potted Plant
One of the realities of dementia is the loss of language. It’s clear my mom recognizes that there is a connection between her and I but she gets very creative in describing what that connection is....
View ArticleEasy Breezy Summertime
I’m experiencing a unique time in my life. For the first time in over six years, there is no immediate, pressing, red-letter emergency brewing. I haven’t been to the Emergency Room in months. No one is...
View ArticleGoodbyes, Hello, and Love
The two hardest things to say in life are hello for the first time and goodbye for the last — Moira Rogers I read the above quote this week and thought it a perfectly fitting expression. Several...
View ArticleThe Burrito Generation
“The enemy is in front of us, behind us, and we are flanked on both sides… they can’t get away from us now.” Marine General Chesty Puller Chipotle restaurant recently opened a store in my town. For...
View Article“Every Hour is Precious”
A few weeks ago my Mom fell and broke her hip. Due to her already diminished mental capacity (late stage dementia) and weakened physical state prior to the fall, I elected to forgo surgery. The picture...
View Article“Hospice Sometimes Heals”
I was originally going to title this post “Mom>3; Hospice>0.” However when I read the title expression on Pegi’s blog (@worriedwife) about “A Whole New Hospice“, I knew she had stated it far...
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