I was not able to approach this topic at circle last night, but I feel comfortable typing it. I am held by my hero, my Dad, even though Alzheimer's has taken his memory, he can still hold me as I am holding him. Although we are separated by 2,000 miles, I know that he's being held by my step mom, by my sister, and by his best friend. When I make my visits, I know that although he doesn't say my name, he looks at me and he holds me with a look of knowing. He knows I represent love. I am amazed by his ability to stay in a space of contentment, when this disease typically robs people of their ability to do so. Because of this, the rest of us who love him can hold one another and put out feelings of love to others when they ask about him. I am fortunate to have been blessed with a wonderful family, one who has stayed together, even through my parents divorce, because we put each other ahead of all else. We are love.
On Jun 14, 2018 Kelly Clingman wrote :
I was not able to approach this topic at circle last night, but I feel comfortable typing it. I am held by my hero, my Dad, even though Alzheimer's has taken his memory, he can still hold me as I am holding him. Although we are separated by 2,000 miles, I know that he's being held by my step mom, by my sister, and by his best friend. When I make my visits, I know that although he doesn't say my name, he looks at me and he holds me with a look of knowing. He knows I represent love. I am amazed by his ability to stay in a space of contentment, when this disease typically robs people of their ability to do so. Because of this, the rest of us who love him can hold one another and put out feelings of love to others when they ask about him. I am fortunate to have been blessed with a wonderful family, one who has stayed together, even through my parents divorce, because we put each other ahead of all else. We are love.