A view out Lia's front windows. I always wondered what it would be like to live in a city. After a weekend staying on the 5th floor, taking the trolly and walking, I think it would be fun. But, the cities are so full of temptations. Temptations to spend money!
One thing we have done is to create a new hair style for Miriam. She has worn her hair quite long since we met 59 years ago. This time we pull the side hair back and hold it with a barrette. It looks good and I can do that for her once we are home again.
Tomorrow we go north a hundred miles to visit Miriam's youngest sister who has developed her own case of AD, I am afraid. Their family (9 in all) have or had 2 Parkinson's and 2 dementia/Alzheimer's.
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.