Wednesday, May 19, 2004


Peggy was laughing when she came to the phone today. I asked her who was there and she said, Jim.

I didn't ask her who she was talking with this morning but when I said good-bye she said; Bye Jim...Thanks.  I smiled as I hung up the phone.

She may not remember who I am but I remember who she is.....I will keep the Peggy that I know close to my heart, always.

I am glad that she was happy today and laughing. She has a beautiful laugh and it was good to hear it. I never know when her laugh will go away and her voice will be flat again.  It's curious how this disease can bring such high's and low's to a person's mind.

I can't help but wish that I was the one who was making Peggy happy today but if it takes Jim....Then, JIM IT IS because he was making my sister light hearted and happy in her shrinking, Alzheimer's world.

So, whoever you are, Jim, Thank you for visiting Peggy's mind and for making her laugh and also for being.... her Guardian Angel.        I am grateful that you stopped by to keep Peggy company on this Grey day...outside my window and in my heart.

Keep up the good work, Jim because I cannot be with Peggy in person......I'm glad that you were with her today and that you can fill up her mind with laughter.

It is hard being so far away from miles and in her remembrance of me but I feel comfort knowing that her Guardian Angel, Jim is making her laugh and keeping her company as her world continues to get smaller and smaller.

I am Grateful to you today......Angel Jim.  Please stay close to Peggy as she continues to disappear from this world and from my life.

I Love You Today, Peggy!

Mary Louise

1 comment:

rha4497496 said...

ML:  Whenever Kim and I visit I can't help but think about your journal, and you and Peggy.  I can't even pretend to know that pain and heartache you are going through.  I wonder how I'd cope if it were my baby sister, Kim.  It's too heartbreaking to even try to imagine.  I applaude your gallant efforts to talk to Peggy daily.  That is obviously a difficult place to put yourself.  It would be so much easier to stop calling altogether and "pretend" that the problem didn't exist.  Instead you charge onto that battlefield everyday you call your beloved sister, and dare the disease that plagues Peggy to "bring it on"!  You, ML, are a loving and loyal sister.  You and Peggy are in my thoughts and prayers more than you will ever know.  Robyn