My Mother was a life force. A wonderful mother and friend as
I grew into adulthood.
When she died, I was devastated but she taught all of us to go
on and live life.
I remember seeing her after she had died. I stood there and looked
at the woman who birthed me, taught and guided me. Sometimes, with
a very stern hand.
She never had to hit. All she needed to do
was give the "ugly mother look".
I looked at Mother as she lay dead and realized her life force was gone.
There was nothing there but the body of my mother.
Death had taken her spark, her light, her life force.
I thought about Peggy.
Her body is also still there and she has only.... forgotten.
Her spark, her light and her life force.
That's what having Alzheimer's disease does.
I Love You Today, Peggy!