it's always something i react to.... the door opening in the morning. a simple thing, yet it's my pavlov dog. the door opening means two things... one of those things is wonderful; the other, an acknowlegement of what the day brings.
* yep, the miracle of dad living another day... what a beautiful thing! i still have my dad!
* ohhhh-k. dad's dressed funny. yep, another day of living with this dreaded disease. let's get to it!
this daily thing is wearing on me. it's good. it's bad. it's good. it's bad. yeahhh. never have i questioned the decision to be dad's caregiver... besides, he's such a great "patient!" i'll do this as long as i can or as long as it makes sense.
yesterday was a good memory day... it was one of those days that makes one deny dad is in stage 6 of the disease. he was simply being 79! I DON'T GET IT! this really pisses me off.
signing off for now. gotta get ready for church. ohhh- to anyone reading this.... this is the first blog i've ever had and this is the first entry. bear with me while i learn!!
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At one time, I hoped this Blog would be something useful for those who want to understand Alzheimer's Disease better. All that can be found in posts prior to March '08. Now that Dad has passed, it's Precious Time with Mom. Mom has cancer. I leave you with this... I wish you enough.
dad, in his favorite spot
watching the world go by...
I Wish You Enough
Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport.
They had announced the departure.Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, "I love you, and wish you enough."The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom."They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated.
Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy, but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?"
"Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?"
"I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said.
"When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?"She began to smile.
"That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and she smiled even more.
"When we said , 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them." Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting. I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.
(katmir's note: this was found on the Beliefnet website. sorry i do not know the author to credit)
They had announced the departure.Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, "I love you, and wish you enough."The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom."They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated.
Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy, but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?"
"Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?"
"I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said.
"When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?"She began to smile.
"That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and she smiled even more.
"When we said , 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them." Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting. I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.
(katmir's note: this was found on the Beliefnet website. sorry i do not know the author to credit)
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- hmm. ok-- i was a caregiver for both my parents... now, for only my mom as dad has passed. when these duties are done, who knows. i need a "real" job and am working on that effort.
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