Monday, October 31, 2005

PREPOSITION MOUNTAIN AND PEGGY

 We were learning about prepositions in English class when I was in the 4th grade. The teacher said that it was a word that connects a nown or pronown to another word.

Seeing the questioning eyes from all of the class, she drew a mountain on the chalk board and called it...Preposition Mountain.

She then asked a question... when you face a mountain what do you do?

We started to shout answers like...

You go over it, go around it, go under it, go through it, go into it.

I learned about the prepositions that day, what they were and how to use them. I have never forgotten about preposition mountain.

Sometimes, we need to see something visual before we can understand what it means and how it works.

Alzheimer's disease has been my preposition mountain.

I have tried to go over it, around it, under it, through it and even into it to understand what Peggy might feel like.

And after all of this, I still find myself sitting in front of the Alzheimer's mountain, uncertain about what to do next.

I want to conquer this mountain and rescue Peggy but I do not have the equipment necessary for the climb.

I must leave the conquering to those who know how to climb and conquer this massive mountain.

All the while, my sister Peggy sits on the peak of the mountain waiting to be rescued.

I can see climbers scaling the mountain and learning more about this disease.

They are only 1/4th of the way up to the highest peak and I am aware that when the climbers finally reach the top...

Peggy will not be there any longer.

I Love You Today, Peggy and hearing you say...Un Huh last night from your seat high on Alzheimer's mountain, was like hearing sweet music rolling down to the valley where I sit at the base of the mountain and.......

Pray that you will be rescued.

Mary Louise

 

 

 

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Yes what a prayer for us to pray for Peggy.  May those who know how to climb and conquer this mountain do so quickly and rescue Peggy.

Anonymous said...

I can only add my prayers, too. Margo

Anonymous said...

Another touching entry. rich