Caring for someone who had always cared for me, was difficult to accept. A part of me was ripped apart as I watched the daily losses my husband suffered as he slowly slipped away from me. Alzheimer’s is a devastating disease but my family decided to celebrate every bit of life that we could, and gave my husband, their father lots of love and support.
There were days when I wanted to remove myself from the chaos in my husband’s mind because it was so painful to witness, but love kept me going.
I found it strange that the disease that is known for robbing memories, actually brought so many memories to mind. Memories of the years spent together flashed across my mind as I watched his deterioration.
There were days when we listened to opera, which sometimes sparked a memory of time gone by. When I felt worn out or sure I could not last another day; when the sadness became too much to bear; I thought of the good things that had occurred in our lives.
I replayed parts of the movie, The Bucket List starring Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman which I loved. Well, I have taken a page out of their book and made my own Bucket List. My daughters are dying to know what I listed there but I only shared two items with them. I have always wanted to see Opera in a super-special setting and I did. .. Carmen. Item two on my list is planning a trip to faraway places and although it will take time, I am busy with that right now.
While I still have my health, I intend to live every day as if it were my last.