It is well with my soul

What a joy to stand beside Dad in church today and hear him sing loudly and clearly, "It is well with my soul!!" My heart sang! If I didn't know better, I could almost fool myself into thinking that the new medication is helping him.
And there have been other good times in recent days--hearty eating, joining in conversation, even joking and laughing.
Thank you, God, for some much-needed sunshine amid dark and cloudy days!

03/21/08

Then and Now- I don’t want to forget

Please God, as the demands of today become so glaring and ugly, and yesterday blurs and fades, give me love for the person he is now, but never let me forget the man he was.

Memories?

Alzheimer's disease is a terrible thing. It robs you of people you have loved for many years. It comes silently to rob, bit by bit it steals the riches of life, memories, from the essence of life, your soul. What is the most horrendous part of the theft is that you don't realize that a robbery has taken place.

On Friday our family met with a lawyer. He said, we have to diminish your family's assets. It made me think, isn't that really what is going on with this disease now any way? Isn't the disease diminishing all the earthly assets we have? The most precious thing we accumulate over life, our memories?

My emotions are too numb to deal with this, I haven't been able to process any of this. I live from day to day not being able to absorb any of this. This is another reason I am questioning God. What are you doing?