I don't think that I will ever get over missing the Peggy that I grew up with...The Peggy that I knew.
She is doing as well as she can at this stage of the disease. She has lost some of the weight that she had gained and is walking a lot.
Her husband said that she is looking like the old Peggy but with one thing still gone forever....Her memory.
She is smiling but no one knows why.
Alzheimer's disease is a strange prison. No one is paroled or set free.
No one who loves them is ever set free because we remember who they were.....
Who They Were....
When they were not in prison. Who they were when they were not locked up against their will and not sentenced to a life of forgotten memories.
But then again......
If they do not carry the burdens of remembering the sad times, the lonely times,
the empty times and only know the moment...
The wonderful, happy and joyous times would also be forgotten.
One can't exist without the other.
I remember so many good times and so many bad times...
I am grateful because it means that I do not have Alzheimer's disease.
But it does mean that Peggy, my sister, my friend does not remember who I am.
I remember and sometimes......It hurts....
Especially when I remember Peggy and wish that she remembered me.
Life can be a strange teacher and I have learned much about myself because Peggy became another Alzheimer's disease statistic.
I Love You Today, Peggy! I miss you!