Keeping Memories
The Candle
Blow out the candle
Let it go they say
Watch the smoke dance up in the air
And the flames leave
with a simple dance
As the wax hardens
Watch the smoke dance up in the air
And the flames leave
with a simple dance
As the wax hardens
leaving a warm spot full of scented memories
But I don't want to let go
They can't make me
But I don't want to let go
They can't make me
by Meg Howell 2015
Having a father with Alzheimer's has made it clear to me the importance of this blog. It may not mean anything to anyone else, but I know that someday it may be all my family has as I fear I too may get Alzheimer's. My father is only 76 yet he is like a 6-year-old child. Sure he can remember things from his childhood and even from his 20's and 30's, but he had no memory of what happened 20 minutes ago or even yesterday. I am grateful he can still remember my name though he can no longer remember those of his grandchildren. He calls them sweety pie or big guy. It is a dreadful disease. I hate when he thinks we are being mean to him when we are only trying to protect him. I hate that he doesn't understand what is going on with him or maybe he does, but who wants to admit you have Alzheimer's. There is no cure and while some days I want to hold on to him forever others I wish he would go. Go before I have to put him in a home because I can no longer care for him. Is that horrible of me? He does not want to live in a home and yet I am not sure how much longer my mother and I can care for him. I am so grateful she helps me out as I don't know what I would do without her caring for him. You see they are not married. Never have been, but remained friends. She cares for him because she knows my hands are full with six children. She doesn't have to, but she does and as I said I am so grateful. I am the keeper of memories for my family. I am holding on tight. I know one day these little ones will be out the door and all I will have are the pages here on this blog.
I was looking through my iPhone and I found some random photos I wanted to share, memories I don't want to forget.
One of my guilty little pleasure-Yogurt gummies.
Breakfast with Addy in Elba
Butzbach city fountain
I love this door number on a house here in town
The girls playing at the park
I just adore this doorway and the little girls too!
Actually surprised I forgot to add these photos to the Mainz Post this summer.
The windows were designed by Marc Chagall.
The first day of Kindergarten for Avery
A walk in the park
Friends and local art found in the city of Giessen
Comments
I lost my dad to a heart attack over 20 years ago, and I wish I had documented his stories before he died (he was a master storyteller). I have recently started recording my Mom telling stories - she will be 90 this December and I want to catch what I can before it is too late.
You are wise to create a record for yourself and others!
I pray that when you get older they already have found a cure for Alzheimers. I believe it's already out there, they just have to find it. Don't worry about the future, Friend! Wow, your phone takes awesome pics. Love your 3 girls in front of the door. Enjoy your week, and fast from worries:):)
Thank you very much for your recent visit to my blog.
So sorry to read about your Dad. TC
Amalia
xo