It started innocently enough. A little forgetfulness here and there, but nobody thought much of it at the time. Then it progressed to confusion, such as not knowing where she was, and eventually not recognizing her own family.
Words cannot express the feeling you get when your Mom looks at you as if you are a stranger. I remember the tears in my daughter's eyes the first time Nanny didn't recognize her and asked her what her name was.
But my most painful memory of all is remembering the "Blank Stare" that my Mom had in the end stage.
God took her peacefully while she slept just a year and a half ago, but the pain is still fresh. My Mom was my rock. She was the strongest person I knew. She won so many battles in her life. How could this happen to her?
Why am I walking? I don't want anyone to ever ever have to feel the pain of their loved one not recognizing them or ever having to see that "Blank Stare".
I walk today in my Mom's honor, as a tribute to her strength. I walk today with all of you as a part of something much bigger than me. I walk for hope!
Every dollar represents hope for a cure. Every dollar donated is a step toward prevention. We can't save my Mom anymore, but we can prevent others from going through this ordeal. It's awful!
In Memory of My Hero
You taught me how to feed myself. You taught me right from wrong. You taught me how to pray to God. You taught me to never give up. You taught me the meaning of hope. You were my rock.
You cared for me when I did not care for myself. You believed in me when I did not believe in myself. You had faith in me when I lost faith in myself. You loved me more than you loved yourself. You loved me unconditionally. You made me feel better when my world was crashing down upon me.
We chatted over coffee many times and reminisced. You gave me advice, even when I didn't ask for it. You were right about everything.
You had Alzheimers Disease. Your memory became fogged, and you lost your way, but God showed you the path to peace. He took you home with him.
You are my Hero. You are my Mom. A piece of me died when you died. I will never ever be the same. You are not here now to wipe my tears. I miss you Mom, more than words can ever express.
Awesome Mom, Devoted Wife of 55 years, Loving Nanny, Tireless Mentor
February 13, 1944 to January 26, 2018
Thank you for helping us advance Alzheimer's support, care and research!
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