This is an evening where a glass of bourbon...ok a couple of glasses...have kept me awake. It's an evening is one to think and reflect.
Recently the reflections are of family who live 1000s of miles away. Challenges I never imagined I'd have to address. Thankful for family who have been supportive of difficult decisions.
Someday I may not have the ability to comprehend my present. Dementia is a cruel disease. No, I'm not talking about myself, but I'm working with a loved one who does. It's so hard to watch this disease slowly transform someone you love. It's so not fair.
Patience is essential. I fail at times. I'm sorry. My priority and my purpose is to see that you are safe and in a healthy environment. To you, it may not seem so. You get angry but later don't remember. I remind myself it's not personal. It's the fucking disease.
I write this as my therapy, not for sympathy or encouragement. We post the joys in our lives but not so much our heartache.
Be kind. Even to those who have different opinions and to those who are seeking a better life. Most of us are fortunate in our circumstances, but it only takes a moment, a circumstance we don't control or a disease to change that. We are all God's creatures. Love all of them.
