Last night I was thinking about Peggy, as I do many nights in the quiet.
It's funny how my mind thinks of the small things about her.
Her laugh or the way she would wave her hand while she was talking. The way she told a joke and would laugh through whole joke as she was trying to tell it. I would get more tickled at the way she tried to tell it than the joke itself. The way she would toss her head so that her hair would move, especially when we took pictures. It was our model pose, turn away from the camera and then back. Sometimes, we would just laugh at silly things and we would laugh until we cried.
So many memories of the small things about Peggy.
Sometimes, I still cannot believe that this happened to her. She was the youngest of four girls and so full of life.
The same questions that are asked by so many family members as they watch someone they love disappear.
Alzheimer's disease is devastating at any age but why did it strike someone so young, so bright, so active as Peggy?
Peggy is the youngest patient in the Nursing home where she lives.
Life is not fair sometimes and it certainty wasn't fair to Peggy who had so many years ahead of her.
That leaves me with questions that no one can answer.
How do I handle her leaving with grace and not only the fear that I too, will develop the disease?
What Peggy's disappearance has taught me is to live every day as if it was my last. I have learned that each day and each breathe is precious.
I really knew all of those things but I didn't truly understand the significance until ......
I started watching my sister...Disappear!
I Love You Today, Peggy!