|It started as a joke and has become a cause. Be boring on Saturday.|
It's that time again, Boring Posts for Saturday. Leave a comment if you have one.
My husband's grandma was far into Alzheimers before I came into the family. I remember visiting her only once or twice in the nursing home after we were married. She passed away when our son Moose was a tiny baby. It seemed to me that she was an old old woman, but really she was only in her seventies when she died.
Her daughter Rosie, my mother in law, has been traveling farther and farther away from us with Alzheimers for many years now. Recently she went into a nursing home and has been in and out of the hospital since then. She is far into Alzheimers. It is a cruel disease. It steals away the mind and leaves the body there.
There is so much Alzheimers in my husband's family that I worry for him and for my son. I should work harder for a cure, I suppose. The sad truth is, I just don't like to think about it.
If our plans go through, we may be on the road this weekend to see Rosie and her husband. Although they live in Alabama, many miles from here, we usually go down one day and come back the next. I am lobbying to leave the evening before and travel partway just to break up the trip a bit.
When we go to Alabama it always feels as though we are looking for a person who isn't there anymore. I have come to realize that I need to see the person who is left and appreciate whatever life she has. It is too early to mourn for what we have lost. That day will come one day. But only God knows the day and the hour.
If you have a boring post, leave a comment and we will come visit. (Or I will when I get home, if in fact, I go away this weekend.)