Day 4: Today I am thankful for memories.
Sometime during the last weekend that Bobby was alive Patricia and Mama were at our house. I remember setting on the porch watching the grandchildren play in the yard and watching Mama and the thought came to my mind that losing your memories would be one of the most awful things in the world. With Alzheimer's disease we don't know if the person still has those memories because the person loses the ability to communicate. I would like to think that they are still buried there somewhere and would bring that person comfort. My memories do bring me comfort. I remember after Bobby died there were times that a memory of him would come to mind and it brought tears but after a period of time I could recall those same memories and they would bring a smile and a sense of comfort. So today I am thankful for memories and oh, how very precious they are.
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