It has been two days since I visited my sister-in-law in the memory care unit. An intense collage of feelings have mixed with tears as I struggle to make sense of the unsensible.
GONE WHERE ARE YOU MOMENTS OF TERROR HUMOR GRIEF UNLESS YOU BECOME LIKE LITTLE CHILDREN YOU CANNOT ENTER THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN WITHOUT THE ABILITY TO THINK…IS THERE A SOUL it’s all there.
Phyllis was diagnosed with Alzheimers two years ago and now after another fall and a broken hip and a move, the disease has progressed dramatically in a short time. I am grateful that my brother hasn’t lived to witness this.
At last this morning I was gifted with a measure of sense and hope:
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My heart goes out to you and your family ❤
These are healing words for me as my grandma recently transitioned out of our physical world after suffering through dementia.
~Peace~
Brady
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How merciful for your grandma and your family that she is now free from suffering. Take care of yourself, Brady. I send prayers.
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Dearest Rita, I’m so moved. Bless your openness to be by her side.
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Gratitude for your presence here.
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Rita, I am so sorry to hear about Phyllis, and like you I am glad George is not hear to witness this. What a beautiful poem you have written, thank you.
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