It is so easy to get down and feel bad after talking with Peggy. Especially on a day like today when she was quiet and answered everything that I said with one word. Her voice held no emotion as I chatted away trying to keep the quiet and sad Out of my voice.
I was exhausted when I hung up the phone. Pretending to be "Up" is very tiring. It was difficult to try and think of things to say that could draw her into the conversation.
Peggy's home has become her safe place but it has also become her prison. She cannot break free of the bars that Alzheimer's has placed around her mind. The keys to the locked cell have been discarded and there is no hope of finding them so that I can set her free..
Alzheimer's Disease has sentenced Peggy to live in this prison for the rest of her life. She can have visitors but is not allowed to touch, exchange ideas or leave her safe place. She can only wonder and be confused about what is going on in the outside world.
I visit her every day to reassure her that I know she is there and although I cannot set her free, I can hold her hands through the bars and let her know that she has not been forgotten.
There are many people who come and go in our lives...A Few touch us in ways that change us forever, making us Better for knowing them.
Peggy is one of those people in my life.
I have held many things in my hands and I have lost them all; but whatever I have placed in God's hands...........................................
That I Still Possess........Martin Luther
I Love You Today, Peggy!