Oh Snicks, no need for apologies. It's really good to bring up topics as these. We all have to and want to remember the times before AD, and it is good for us. Sometimes thinking for me is ok, but trying to write it is just different. We all know that your intention was never to hurt any of us, and you haven't. Any of us that are or have been caregivers know how we all feel about any subject to do with AD. Some of the things hurt, some don't, but that doesn't mean it should be avoided.

So please hon, don't feel bad or that you've hurt any of us, because you have not. This forum is all about love, dissapointments, heartache, new beginnings, endings, and friendship. And we have accepted them all as this is what its all about. So you just ask us anything you want. I have loved reading about your Mom and the others loved ones before AD, it made me smile.

And I can see where the compassion and the warmth you all have has come from. You've had or have loved ones that have the same wonderful traits as you all do. Whether it's parents or spouses or friends, they all have instilled in you the wonderful traits you all possess.

I can tell you one thing about Mom and my Dad that you will definitly laugh at. They loved to feed people and Mom was a wonderful cook. If you think you left my house feeling full, you should have been around when Dad was alive and Mom did the cooking. You would of needed a wheelbarrel to take you out!


Jackie

Thanks...I just didn't want anyone to feel like I was maybe prying or something. I cried my fair share of tears when I was writing about my mom. Some of the things I wanted to remember, other things just plain hurt too badly to even think about. I left some things out. I didn't want to go there. I may never feel like I can go there with her memories. When it comes to my mom, I am just so lost still without her.

I have really loved reading about everyone's loved ones. It's helped me understand the people they came to be before this freaking disease shook things up for you and them. Now, when I read about them, my mind can picture them dancing, being involved in their community, loving life, their families, working on cars.

Thank you for sharing those beautiful people with me.

Snick,

My mother has been gone eleven years last month. I still feel lost without her. Tears are building up just writing these two sentences.
I wish she were here to put her arms around me and tell me that things will be alright. That I can get through this. I can hear her right now saying, "Joyce, that's enough, stop that crying and do what you have to do." She'd probably say "Joyce Ann" she always used my full name when she wanted my attention.