Hope Embraces A Stranger
How is it that women connect so well – it only take a few minutes sharing broken hearts and our beloved children.
How is it that women connect so well – it only take a few minutes sharing broken hearts and our beloved children.
Can we find some plausible answers for the Why question?
How do we stay in hope even while our bodies unravel? How can we stay focused on today when each twenty-four hour period passes so quickly?
“All great changes are preceded by chaos.” How appropriate in our changing world.
Does it matter what type of house we live in – especially when the walls scream memories and we never have a change to say good-bye.
What is the difference between the pain of growing and the pain of suffering? Neither type of pain is comfortable and most of us try to avoid any type of pain. We want life to be struggle-free even if we have to ask the doctor for a prescription to ease our sufferings. But is there …
Mom would have enjoyed the Queen’s birthday and all the celebrations – if it wasn’t for Alzheimer’s.
My mother wanted to be a writer, but the circumstances of life did not allow that dream to come true. She would have been a great wordsmith. Now that she lives in the confusing fog of Alzheimer’s, her creative juices no longer peek behind the boundaries of reality. She creates amazing stories that alternately amuse …
Spiritual muscles are stretched and strengthened by the exercise of waiting, but still – it’s no fun.
How can a family deal with Sundowner Syndrome and find hope?