Monday, April 30, 2012



In the last blog I wrote I promised to return to my good habits and diligent posts.  That was a promise which I swiftly broke.  As often happens to caregivers, the universe had a profound alternate plan.  

Thank you for your patience. Thank you for your loyalty.  Thank you for your empathy, sympathy and outpouring of well-wishes. I cannot find the words to express how deeply touched I have been by so many of my readers during this most difficult time in my life.


During these past few months since my mother's passing I have spent time thinking about the future of this blog. I wanted to return but I was unsure how to proceed. I am no longer a "stay at home caregiver" but I still have much to share.  

My friends and readers have urged me to dive back into my writing.  I am going to give it a try.  They are, of course, right. As I get back into writing again I plan to share my experiences at the end of our long battle with Alzheimer's. It would not be right to leave out the last chapters of Adelaide's Journey. I also want to share my current odyssey through grief and my struggle to rebuild my life which had been in limbo for so many years.  I hope you will come along with me.

"Mourning is not forgetting... It is an undoing. Every minute tie has to be untied and something permanent and valuable recovered and assimilated from the dust. The end is gain, of course. Blessed are they that mourn, for theyshall be made strong, in fact. But the process is like all other human births, painful and long and dangerous."
margery allingham 1956