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I was waiting to find out how you are like a jack-in-the-box!
Maybe we should be a little like the jack in the box, like, really quiet for awhile until someone turns our handle just right and BOO! up we come to scare THEM! haha!
Anyway, I wanted to let you know I spent over an hour Saturday catching up on your blog. Though I cannot read it daily, I do love to read it when I can. Saturday was a good upright day to catch up. So I did. I love it! I love knowing more about us, about you, about the good people that we followed. Thanks, Dad.
Your mother once referred to my jack in the box ways in an accurate, but interesting way: "Dave you are a flatulent in the wind." Ok those are not her exact words. I told her it was not that bad!
This blog began as a spot to vent about my life with Miriam and her time with Alzheimer's disease.
She was diagnosed in '99 and her decline has been quite slow. In fact some of our best years of our long marriage have been these recent years.
Alzherimer's, at least her version is a disease of waiting. One shoe drops and it can be a very long time before the other one drops.
So life goes on.
At the beginning of this blog I told the story of our courtship and marriage, about out family and our personal journey with this disease. The part that scares the most is the anticipation as the disease slowly progresses.
So, I will touch on that subject from time to time, but the entries will tend toward comments on life. I'll leave politics and religion for others to worry about, not that I don't have strong opinions!
I have my hands full just looking after my wonderful Miriam.
We met when we were 6, began dating at 15 and have been together since. We will have our 56th anniversary this June.
We have four wonderful daughters. Smart, independent, awesome. They have given us 7 grandsons and 4 granddaughters. None of them are little any more. The oldest is 28 and married, the youngest is 14.
Until this last fall we lived in a hosue I designed and built in the '70's and it is pretty weird and wild, but very comfortable. Last summer the girls came to the conclusion that I really did need help dealing with Miriam. Now we live on a couple acres with daughter 1.
Life has been good. There is not much I would do different even if I could. We are rich beyond belief but chronically short of cash!
And, unless stated otherwise all the photographs are mine.
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I was waiting to find out how you are like a jack-in-the-box!
Maybe we should be a little like the jack in the box, like, really quiet for awhile until someone turns our handle just right and BOO! up we come to scare THEM! haha!
Anyway, I wanted to let you know I spent over an hour Saturday catching up on your blog. Though I cannot read it daily, I do love to read it when I can. Saturday was a good upright day to catch up. So I did. I love it! I love knowing more about us, about you, about the good people that we followed. Thanks, Dad.
Lora
Your mother once referred to my jack in the box ways in an accurate, but interesting way: "Dave you are a flatulent in the wind." Ok those are not her exact words.
I told her it was not that bad!
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