The trees on our street are beginning to turn fall colors.
The word "Fall" describes what will happen in the weeks ahead. The leaves will fall and the trees will be bare again. They will be waiting for snow to cover them against the cold winds of winter. They will be resting and waiting for spring and life in their limbs again.
When I think of Fall, I think of Peggy but without the hope of Spring.
She once stood like the trees on my street and she was beautiful in the Spring and Summer of her life. The sun sparkled through her mind.
Then, the cool winds of Fall began to blow through her brain and the thoughts in her mind began to turn dark colors. They lost their grip on the branches of her memory and began to fall, one thought at a time.
Now, Peggy stands bare, stripped of thoughts while the cold wind of Alzheimer's disease continues to blow through her brain.
Soon, there will be nothing left in her mind of summer. There will be no summer memories to warm her during the winter of her life.
There will only be the cold, freezing snow of Alzheimer's covering her brain while she stands, shivering in the cold.
There is no hope of Spring for Peggy and no memory of summer because the seasons of her life have ended and she lives in the cold of winter.
Watching Peggy disappear is like watching a leaf lose it's grip on a branch of a tree and slowly twist and turn until it reaches the ground.
Now, every time that I see a leaf on the ground...
I will remember Peggy.
I Love You Today, Peggy!